"Good, 'cause I'd hate t'have to come up with some sorta flypaper device t'keep us smushed together all the time," he teases, closing his eyes as she wraps her arms around her.

He would come up with something, but he doesn't want to.

(But he will if he has to.)

"I love you, Kate. M'gonna be with you for a long, long time. I ain't goin' nowhere."