His smile falters a little bit, and he looks at...nothing before looking at her again, at her bent head. He wonders if she's thinking of Alasdair.

It's not quite what he thought of Meghana, so maybe that wasn't quite love.

"It's a beautiful line," he says. "I can see why you thought of it. But I don't know if I'd want that much tragedy inked on my skin." He pauses. "I've got a tattoo, you know."