He tchhs at me, which I could've predicted. Another thing I love about him. In the midst of all this confusion, all these big questions and difficulties, he is still wholeheartedly himself.

The red ears are new, though. And adorable. I carefully don't comment.

He kisses me gently, nestles back down against me. Crying. Hell. He's moving, though, pressing careful little kisses on my skin, then he whispers in my ear.

"I love you," I say immediately, hand coming up to the nape of his neck to gently hold him against me. "Always. Completely."