It really was a pity that someone as dramatic as Scarlett wasn't good at actual acting, Beau thought. But the world's loss was his gain.
"Nate is..." Beau exhaled. "I didn't know I could be happy like this." They'd recently celebrated Nate's birthday the way they'd wished they could a year ago. "And I know you hate the mushy stuff, Sweetcheeks," he added, waggling his pen at her, "but I appreciate it." Found family was more important than ever.
He picked up his wand, separating the pumpkin seeds from the rest of Scarlett's gunk so that he could roast them later.