That got a distinctly confused expression.

"Me find someone better? Me better than you?" And he looked so confused at the idea. Him being better than B--Jim. Jim who'd spent every day, every hour, working to help pay for his food, for his medicine, stayed up to make sure he breathed, held him close, loved him when he was nothing. When he had nothing.

Something went on behind his eyes before-- "Is this about Peggy?"