After they'd gotten married, this is the sort of thing that would prompt Zeno to hug her tight-- she had a lonely person's desire that no one should ever feel like that again, and he didn't want her to feel like that, either.

Instead, he just tugs some of the curtains from a nearby window, and judges how far in the sunlight streams.

"If you want it to match," he started, not wanting to read too deeply into her comment, "all the really yellow stuff is upstairs, and it's closer to the sunshine, but it's also the loneliest part of the temple."