He watched her pull that necklace back out, understanding in his eyes as he listened. Some of her paranoia made a lot more sense now. After all, if her mystery 'she' could just disappear like that, what else could happen if she didn't keep her eyes on everything?

"I'm sorry. I truly am. I, at least, got to say good bye." He also knew where his husband was buried and had been allowed to attend his service, though not as his husband. Yusuf's family hadn't cared, they loved him even now, but their marriage was illegal in Tunisia.

He looked around her for a moment before he nodded. "The waitress is bringing out my meal. She's coming in at your 4 o'clock and has a tray on her shoulder. I got you a bagel."