"I have to admit, picturing you scaring off her future dates has been pretty entertaining," Moira tells him, still smiling. It's one of the few spots of happiness she's been able to find in her life as it currently stands. She looks down at their entwined hands and glances up back at James, squeezing his hand in return. She feels lighter, somehow, holding his hand. For the first time, she has a sense of hope that things can get better from here.