[He has to snort at that.]

Imelda, you would not have lasted a month being a proper nun. Your fire is not soft enough for the church.

[There's a small splash, he's put his feet in the water and is lightly moving them about.]

I wouldn't have known them. Not without you. And they wouldn't know me. We'd be more strangers than estranged.

[And he wants to accept the apology but instead...he just looks out over the water.]

I...I know.