[he'd been about to toss the pebble when that stopped him. Wow, no wonder they were such good pals, they nearly had some mind-melding stuff going on here.]

... Everyone's got a different kinda love. Ain't really fair ta go comparin' it. Sure, I miss her... Miss her all the time. Gosh, sometimes I wish i could just... turn right back around and go home.

[Then he chuckles.]

But she'd probably bop me on the nose and tell me ta go back out there and beat the bad guys. No way she'd let me slack on the job!