She wasn't expecting the tenderness. It warms her to her core, and she sighs, sated. They're professionals when it comes to wrapping themselves up in each other in hurried moments of desperation and passion, needing the closeness, unable to keep their hands off each other. However, this comes less often; the sweetness, the comfort in just being this close, like an extension of themselves. It's grounding. She'd stay here the whole night if she could.

"I couldn't really stop you if that's what y'wanted. You're like a jolly giant compared t'me. Your hand's as big as my head."

She smirks. She's installing a little levity into the moment. He's often so serious, and lately her thoughts have been heavy; sometimes she tires of all the doom and gloom. It's no less true, however. Tommy dwarfs her completely, and if he wanted to he could pick her up just like she was nothing.