'You mean, apart from the way in which you're supposed to have moved on and not be in my life any more? You can't come back to live with me. I can't live here all the time. I don't know how me going between here and there all the time is going to work, let alone if we-'

He breaks off, and looks away. This is all true, but it's not the main reason he's hesitating.


'Alex, we've barely been together ten days. We've spent literally all that time dealing with the fact that we're dead. It's not a basis for marriage.'