Miguel turned his head towards her as she let her head rest against his shoulder and could scarcely believe what was happening. It had been a very long time since someone had shown Miguel that amount of trust, and he did his utmost not to ruin the moment. He kept moving in time with Maria, paying far more attention to her than to the (admittedly very cool) tree. Her kiss interrupted a minor internal debate about what he should do next (risk pressing a kiss to her hair or her forehead? let his cheek rest against the top of her head? would that mean his beard would get tangled in her hair? maybe he shouldn't...) and he managed a blink and a rather shaken smile as she stepped back and signed at him again.
He nodded, and replied with "Beautiful," as he continued to look at Maria. Then he deliberatly stepped forward and reached for her hand. He hesitated (as always, it seemed) before carefully taking her hand in his and raising it to his lips to press a kiss to the back of it.