Gary stiffened slightly as Charity stepped closer. It had been a while since he'd seen her, so close, face to face, or heard her voice not over the phone. It brought up a lot of things. He still felt his usual stab of jealousy, but beyond that... This was the woman he'd married.<br/><br/>For what it was worth, he'd been faithful to her, even when she'd vanished. And, looking at her right now, still just as attractive as ever, made his heart race, just for a moment. He'd always felt comfortable around her, comfortable enough to let loose, and be what he wanted to be. No need to keep up appearances.<br/><br/>That was why he'd married her. But now... It felt as if their connection had frayed.<br/><br/>He swallowed awkwardly, regaining his equilibrium. He vaulted off Arcanine, standing in front of Charity with a rakish smile, eyes fixed on her. He hoped she wouldn't notice the hint of nervousness. "Me? Late? Unthinkable. I'm never late. You arrived early, is all. And, judging by your attitude, can I guess the big winner is, as always, the lovely Madam Charity?"