"My grandfather was named that." Telling her the origin of his name as he finished up cleaning his pans, Bowls and utensils. "Whenever." Bluntly stating.

“I’m sorry about your loss.” She said out of respect not knowing him well, so she only could be respectful. Then she watched as he tidied up. “You’ve done this a while, haven’t you ?” She would ask him as she went to get some juice out of the fridge.