"Long enough to get tired of island music," he says, keeping it light in turn, and takes another sip of his coffee.

Watching her eat is reward enough for just about anything right now; so is seeing curiosity light her eyes. Talking about the time they spent on the lam is playing with fire, but the reward is something greater than small-talk about the state of the present day. Even if she can't know...any of it, actually, none of the real details, he can cultivate a little mystery. Something strange and intriguing, just enough to keep the future looking interesting.

(And who is he kidding? If she asks the right questions, he'll probably tell her everything.)