She lifts her chin, her smile growing.

"Mm, I know."

She sweeps a look over his face. She does this frequently, not looking for anything in particular, but rather cataloging all his creases and freckles, as if she plans to draw his likeness or is afraid this will be the last time she'll see him. She combs his hair behind his ear.

"That's why you're the only man I'm seein'."