Agreed. He was also insufferable, shallow, and overbearingly amorous. Truthfully, I think the only reason he stayed is because the state of my kitchen offended his Italian sensibilities, so he hung around out of spite.

[But he still goes quiet a minute, regardless, and eyes the dwindling wine in his glass.]

...But it was nice to come home from a day's work and just. Have a dinner waiting. No extra effort on my part. To not have to take care of every little thing on my own.