Jack smiles as he sees her attempt to hide her blush. There's something warming in knowing he can, after all this time, still have that effect.

He keeps his arm strong, holding her delicately as he guides her from the room. "Where's this reception then?"

Her words take him off guard though. It's a little unexpected, and it makes him feel guilt too, when he considers the lives and loves he's had since. "I'm sorry," he whispers. "I should have been there."