"Good point." Wanda laughed and shielded her face against the fall of sand he'd retaliated with and offered a truce with a gesture of surrender. They continued their meandering walk in silence again before she stopped and tug on his arm and press a kiss to his cheek. "I'm glad you're alive," she informed him gravely, though there was a smile in her eyes. "I feel like I ought to tell you so every single day now."