Ginny felt her breath intake as his fingers brushed her ear, the gesture all too familiar. She felt like crying, though she couldn't pinpoint whether it was out of joy, for Camile was back and they had another chance, could maybe start again, or out of sadness, for they had lost so much time, and she feared the chance was gone. "Really?" she felt herself ask, hope evident even in her soft tone. She felt silly, almost pathetic for needing those words, but there it was.