Maybe if they were somewhere else he would have explained, and maybe not because he didn't want to see that look that Angela had had when he told her. He didn't know how to deal with it and didn't know how to expect anyone to deal with him like this.

"It's a wedding," he reminded her of what she'd said earlier. "You don't have to do anything, you don't have to worry. Today's about the future." And he was the past.