“Oh who is ever content with what they have,” he asked, though for a second a shadow crossed his face and he looked down into his champagne. He’d meant it to be a tease, a flirting play on words, but the memories of his past, what he’d lost and barely held on to now as far as family went, it was hard not to think about that.

“Or maybe you’re right. I’ll just have to be content with what I have. Which is more than what I could have asked for.”