[This was not going to be the kind of conversation where she could casually walk and casually talk at the same time. She could feel the irritation and disappointment rolling off FDR in waves and she didn't like it, mostly because she could feel the judgment, too.]

Atia sent everyone home, Franklin. Everyone. Or, you know, wherever. Getting married to Dean was-- [What, impromptu? It had been, but it'd also been them.] We were going to go back to his... where he was from. We were going to make a go of it, with the boys. Instead, I ended up here and. [She took a breath.] He showed up about a month ago, but he doesn't know any of that. He's older, been through more, weirdly more stable, but. [She gave FDR a look, begging him with her eyes to understand.] He doesn't get it. I finally had to tell him what it was like back then, for us. About Atia.

[She shook her head]

After you left, he and I raised Arya, too. Sam's daughter? She's not here, but he knows about her. [She sighed.] He and I aren't together, not like you'd think. He sometimes stays at the house, but it's not. [She shook her head.] He's there for the boys, like I said. He wants to get to know them. How can I say no to that? He knows we're married, wears the ring around his neck, but.

[She shrugs.] I guess relationships around here are even more fluid than I'm used to. And now you're here, too, and I don't know what that means.