She envisions it for him. A life on a farm, with room for things to grow and thrive, places for animals to run. A wife who loves him enough to promise him commitment. And children, who'd no doubt be raised with kindness and perhaps all as keenly intuitive as their father.

(Something aches behind her heart, and she pays it no mind.)

"I think you're going to be a good dad," she says. "When you get there. And a good farmer, too."