They'll do better next year. Learning and growing is kinda the whole point of these lives they live. And learning how to grow together would be a loving gift. Neither of them pretends to be perfect. Taking care around each other's sore spots and rough edges is better than pretending to perfection.

It's all too close for her comfort. Everything but him. Alas that she is as much at the whims of the passing of time as everyone else. The kisses can't distract either of them for long, but still, she tries.

"I like to think I know you pretty well," she admits with one of her mischievous little smiles. It's not an entirely hollow victory for her. It's more like a chocolate bunny: mostly hollow, but delicious. The offer is sweet, and her smile shifts into something more bittersweet. "I wish that would work. I would love to have you all to myself for a while... any chance of a six-month raincheck?"