[A home cooked meal. At an actual table. With people to talk to besides other Wardens. Not that Carver dislikes his fellows, but seeing them day in and day out for months at a time tends to make him a bit eager to get away from them for a little while.
He can have a nice meal, catch up with Beth-
...
Wait.
Wait.
Wait a moment.]
What did you just...?
[He steps back and takes a look at her. Surely he heard that wrong.]
no subject
He can have a nice meal, catch up with Beth-
...
Wait.
Wait.
Wait a moment.]
What did you just...?
[He steps back and takes a look at her. Surely he heard that wrong.]
Did you say husband?