Among the darkness, it was comforting to know that she could reach out and find the steady lightness that was Jeb.
There seemed to be much to worry about on the ship, including the repercussions of the night that he had stumbled over a blood pool and she had accidentally witnessed the body's sickening fall.
That, all of that, was far from Az's mind just then. As she was pulled, caught mid-laugh, into his arms for that kiss. The admission of his love made her smile, warmth glowing in her chest, and smile, brushing fingertips across his cheek as she loved to do often. "I love you too," she pressed a quick peck to the corner of his mouth, "So much."
Caught for a second in surprise, Az half thought he was joking about marrying immediately. "Jeb..." but it did not take more than half a thought to realize that there really was not a reason to wait. She might have grown up among the 'social elite,' but Az had no desire for a huge ceremony. The only one who mattered to her to be there was still holding her in his arms, so she nodded. "Tonight."