[Instead of answering his first question she just continues to listen, to smile at him and memorize every spot on his face, the way his eyes shine as he looks at her in turn. The way his voice sounds as he speaks about how he received this gift.
She is sure, very sure that she is that girl, her earlier conclusion undeterred by any of his words. Her smile spreads with a certain kind of pride that wells within her with every word he utters, happy that back in their world her feelings have reached him, even if her lips haven't.]
That girl sounds like she knows you very well ... and what you need most in the world. I hope her wishes will come true and she will never have to miss you for a single day of her life.
[The words slip out again, so close to what she wants to tell him most of all that she has to pause and avert her gaze for a moment, her sudden bout of bravery and of needing him to know gone with the words. But her body moves closer to him still, as she hugs herself to him, not wanting to let go ever again.]