That ghost of an almost smile on Thanatos' lips. That's one of the things she lived to see. He rarely, if ever, smiled. And when he did, or when he was close to, her heart caught in her throat and she eventually had to look away. Focus on the bottle.
"The Eiffel tower. I bought this then, I wondered if you'd remember. Vintage in a way a mortal couldn't think about. Because we were there." Her smiled was more powerful this time as she went to meet his eye.
"I recall you weren't particularly fond of me being at that height then. Something about 'oh what if you fall'." She laughed then. Openly and freely. She enjoyed his company more than..
More than a lot of people.
"We'll be here then, and probably for every random opening until this entire place is covered. And then we'll have to find an Island somewhere unmarred by Mortals to appreciate." She picked up her glass when he finished filling it.