He grinned as he pulled back from the kiss, the sponge moving back up her back again. "You sound so sure about that too."
Just as she had done, he couldn't help but slide his hand over her skin, following the path of the sponge, admiring the softness of her skin. He didn't know what she thought of her scars, but he looked at them each as a sign of one of the many reasons why he loved her. For just how strong she was. How brave.