Her smile is gentle as her thumb rubs lightly at his lower lip.

"Ah, mon merle noir, if I could meet her, I don't think you would be with her," she murmurs. "It seems you both have changed much, and it brings a heavy weight to my heart knowing my death brought you both so much pain... separated you when all I ever wished was to keep you together. I am sorry, Jean-Claude... so very sorry."