She's working her way toward something, and it's nice, feeling like they can understand each other again. Like she's pausing to pick her words, while he watches, waits. The way he always seems to be watching, and waiting.

(While she walked out of that barn with Chris. Fingers interlocked.)

The last words she places carefully. Making his mouth tug a little unruly for a second. A lopsided something like a smile he can't help.

It's true. They've been more than partners for a while now. Regardless of what Dave and Vince might think that means.

He doesn't know what it means. Only that hearing her admit it feels like being handed an olive branch. And reassurance.

Shoulders moving lightly. "I'll be here." Where he always is. He's not going anywhere without her.