"Mm... yeah, we're big on virtues, us hell people," he murmured in reply. Not that Reno was the spitting image of your average Niflheimer, but enough to make a joke out of it. As virtues went, patience was one he often didn't possess. Maria somehow managed to bring it out in him, but that was kind of a different story. Kind of. Maybe it was more that he didn't often find anything that he thought was worth the wait.
He made soft appreciative noises as she crawled over him, opening his eyes again to decide that was just a fantastic sight. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tight against him. God, I love you, Maria... The words played in his head, but didn't make it to his lips. It wasn't something he was ready to actually say yet. The only time he had had been in a highly encrypted private journal entry... and even then, he'd freaked out and deleted it. Give him another day and he might be pretending he hadn't really thought it just now.
With one hand, he played with her hair, running his fingers through it gently. He looked up at her with a lopsided smile.