The tactile nature of their relationship has never been lacking, she hopes. She's never found it to be. This is a good moment to remember, and she's drinking it in too. The soft beating of his heart, the way his smile creeps out the corners of his mouth, the warmth.

She hums with pleasure when he rubs her hand. It's nice to be taken care of in these little ways.

"A very little room," she assures him with a smile that's bright as ever. "Tiny, really."