Mary curled into Johnny, melting a little at the kiss to her head. This wasn't their natural state, but it felt right all the same. And hearing that her immortal cowboy was happy for now made her feel all warm and fuzzy. Or as warm and fuzzy as someone who usually slept with a gun under her pillow could get.
"Probably," she said with a soft laugh. It wasn't really funny, but thinking they had any power in this situation could be a little funny. "And it's not like we could actually find someone to ask."
She tilted her head to look up at him.
"But we're here now. That's more than we've gotten in awhile."