"I, uh. Thank you." he says graciously, nodding, but still unable to make eye contact.

"They said time doesn't move while I'm here, so. I'm not too worried, but...we're expecting twins, in the winter. It's hard to not...think about them." he murmurs, shaking his head.

"Nothing to be sorry for. I'll get home. Eventually. If I have to bend planes, I will."