She looked at him with both surprise, followed by the sagging of her shoulders that was indicative of the relief that matched her gaze. "Are you sure this is what you want?" she asked softly, feeling compelled to do as she did when familiar with some people, reaching out and lightly touching his arm in the process. "If you will have me, then I accept." She looked down then and closed her eyes against the fresh sting of saline trying to start something on her face. Her mouth wobbled slightly and she nodded then, repeating herself, "Yes. I will."

And then she let her hand fall in her lap. "Where do we go from here?" she asked then.