"How... unexpected. I'm afraid I have nothing to give you in return." He looks up, glances between her and the bag genuinely surprised.

When he sees what it is he goes quiet and pale... wine. A bottle of wine, it was a simple gesture when Allison was alive, he'd bought a bottle of wine to celebrate her coming home from her first long trip away. He bought another the day she left on her next and kept it until she returned. It became something of a ritual, she'd have to come home to help him open it. Why, why this gift?

"Texas, I... I can't accept this." He struggles to keep the strain out of his voice. Of all the things she could have chosen why this?