Her eyes quietly search him out, and she takes a long, deep breath as she searches for her words, nodding her head gently.

"A lot has happened," she says, softly, the hand at her throat slowly moving from his wrist.

"But you bein' honest means a lot," she continues, as that hand creeps up the back of his neck and into his hair. "Means an awful lot. You tellin' me the truth."

They've still got a ways to go, but they're getting there.