Everything had happened pretty quickly since they'd run into each other again. It was easy to get caught up in it and forget the normal things. He sure as hell wasn't feeling very hungry, but he took the offered bread mechanically, turning it over in his hands. Celes's condolences, as frank and simple as they were, hit him like a punch to the gut. Locke closed his eyes with a grimace that tried, unsuccessfully, to twist its way into a smile.

"Yeah," he said. Eventually, quietly. "Me too."