"Yeah." His smile is distant, wistful. It's so strange that he could have ever forgotten her, and what she meant to him. What she meant to everyone.

Her second comment reminds him of the present, however, and the grin turns wry. "Ahh, well, not completely. Always had my guitar on hand, taught a few lessons to local kids, you know. Just got downgraded from a job to a hobby." He chews his cheek. "Seems now like that was the right way to go."