"Good. It suits you," he told her; he really thought it did, even if she would scoff at being called classic or elegant. He knew that he saw her very differently from how she saw herself- but then, the same was true about him.
He took a sip of water, and then gave her a nod. A fond memory to allow into his mind in that moment. He squinted at her, and then laughed. "What the hell does that even mean?" he teased, but took her hand properly in his with a light squeeze. "Ah, sooner the better, princess. Whatever that entails," he agreed with a wry smile.