Lito breathes in sharply and misses the smell of Hernando's cologne and the way their kitchen always smelled. He misses the coffee in his hand and it reminds him that this isn't his home, but that of someone else. He feels lonely, presented with a happy couple, a man with another man, and all the things he'd been too cowardly to fight for.

"Maybe, then, a family member?" Lito suggests, giving Aramis a worried look. "What happened recently?"