Matthew. Her husband, John notes. Paralyzed from the waist down, what an awful injury to suffer from. John shifts his tea to balance it in his lap so that he might free up his good hand to reach out and rest it on her arm.

"I am sorry, my dear," he offers, gently. "I do hope he was able to recover at least some mobility, from his injuries?"

He had seen men injured in similar ways from his own war. If they survived it meant a life abed or reduced to being pushed about in a Bath chair. Sometimes it is more difficult to survive the injury than not, depending on the strength of the individual. He has seen that first-hand himself as well.