I think I might have read a fic once where Tigh did come to take care of him right as he was dying (or soon after, maybe, burying him. One or the other). I can't remember who wrote it, but I've stuck to that idea ever since.

I swear, that cabin. The line from him about having a garden, too (and hoping she had a green thumb)? Gahhh. It's like even *there*, he was still playing along with denial, acting like she was gonna be around longer, despite knowing full well she wouldn't.

*edited for brainfail