She stands, hand in hand with him, looking out over the view. It's changed somewhat since the last time she was here.

'Once or twice. There was a football game going on, and some sort of garden party, I believe.' Right now, with the summer breeze playing in the trees, setting up a ripple of waves across the surface of the lake, it's a beautiful sight.

'I bet you know this place like the back of your hand.'

She's content just to walk in silence, if that's what he needs.