She was happy for his Blair that they were happy. For his Blair and for him. He needed to be happy. She'd always thought that. That little sound was noted in her head. He still reacted to some of the same things he always had. That was good. Her tongue darted out to taste his skin. "I hope I do..."
She made a little noise and leaned against him, head resting on his shoulder. "How will we do that? It's not okay. I'm here, and...and...