A small smile grew on Frederic's face. "He truly was- I would even say he was the best man I ever met." He wrapped his arm around Karen's shoulder, the good memories of Clover (his best friend) swamping the sorrowful ones in his mind. After a beat of silence, he questioned, "Would you be willing to tell me of your childhood?" He didn't want to pry if she didn't want to, but she had been the one asking to get to know each other better, and so he expected a story in turn. Just in case she didn't, though, he offered, "If not, tell me of your dreams of the future."