She thrives in the sunlight of his love. He is just what she's been needing. Him and the rich soil of a place where she can be what she wants to be, despite her oddities.

"You've got good taste in them. You surround yourself with only the best people." Good boys get all the treats. He's always been so good to her, so very good. His scrunched-up nose makes her giggle, and her hands go back to petting while she enjoys the show. Nothing too distracting right now, but she does so love to touch him. "Of course it was, honey, but Clint made a good showing too. Maybe next year things will be different, hm?"

Verity dips a foot into the water and gives a little kick to splash out away from him. She's been trying to get better at describing things for him. It's not easy for her, but the poetry helps--and the inspiration to try. "The sky is so soft. It's a warm blue with lacey white clouds. It's so big it looks like forever."