There's a warmth in every look that he gives her that she's never experienced before meeting him, and every time she sees it she can't help but bask in it like a ray of sunlight. Her nose touches his, and one hand releases his to come up against the side of his neck, her thumb brushing the corner of his jaw.

"It wouldn't happen if you weren't ready to try and make the effort. I'm happy to help, as long as you'll let me figure out how to do that."

Her hand slides down to his chest and rests there, fingers pressed into the fabric of his shirt as she considers the question. "I'm...okay, I think. I'm not going to lie and say everything is fine, but I feel better than I would have expected, under the circumstances."