She sees that look on his face, and she's silent for a moment, soft sympathy in her eyes. It's hard not to let knowledge of the other man she knew bleed through, the man she saw celebrate his partnership contract, the man she saw lying in a hospital bed in a foreign land on an impossibly faraway planet.

In that order - or not, depending who's doing the recollecting.

This man is different, but she can feel for a stranger, can't she? 'There's always hope,' she tells him. 'Your London can be better, and you - is it home for you? If it's home, you can always find something of value there.' She'd left Cardalek in anger, and it hadn't been until she'd been torn away from all she knew that she realised how much there was to miss.