Maria has no hesitation in taking Manolo's arm, looping hers with his own easily. There is no expectation with him, no demand. It's an offer and she'll gladly take it.

A playful comment about how they've worked 'enough for a lifetime' rises to her mind before an uncomfortable twist hits her. Manolo was dead yesterday. She squeezes his arm protectively at the thought, offering him a smile when she realized there was a pause.

"We'll leave Chuy to tend to Joaquin. I'm sure those two need to catch up."