"But-" Words were difficult when his brain was just done for. One sentence and she had defeated him. Typical.
"It's just ... there's more to it than that," he said weakly as he stayed put on the floor, watching her go to the door. He pressed his fist to his heart before carefully tucking away her switchblade. Only now he was sitting awkwardly on the floor, no Ellie in his arms. He missed the warmth but was soon distracted by the smell of pizza.
Real pizza. Oh god oh god he was going to get to eat pizza!