*smiles at you, not quite understanding why you keep glancing out the windows (are you expecting someone else?)* Of course we'll manage, Luinlótë. More than that, we will be happy, because we'll always have each other. *believes that with all her heart, and not just because she needs to*
Now! What about some lunch, hm? *waves at the takeaway bag, still sitting where she (carelessly) dropped it when you pulled her inside* Oh, no, I think some of it might've spilled a little. You still like Telerin, don't you?