Sucking in a sharp breath as he lets that sink in, Sean just frowns and nods, looking away. "Do what ye need to," he says, and while it comes out sounding cold, that's got nothing to do with her. Forcing himself to stop it and keep from closing off comes with the unfortunate side effect of tears pricking at his eyes again, but he soldiers on regardless and hopes his voice can hold out. "It, it's okay, ye're right. I havenae worn a ring on me finger in almost two years, Meredith. I'm nae married. I... I don't have a wife, I have a memory."