Jonas didn't need to be an alien to know something was wrong with Joan. She seemed distracted the few times he'd seen her this month but he'd tried to just leave it alone. To ignore the things he'd noticed when he'd spoke her to, to act like nothing was wrong. It was one of the hardest things he'd ever done but he was willing to do to give her her privacy. She had her husband and people from home to help her. She didn't need a meddling Kelownan as well.

So when he found her in the kitchen drinking coffee one morning, Jonas still tried to pretend all was well as he joined her with his own cup of tea. "Good morning Joan. How are you?"