Verity chuckled weakly but lightly, she felt as if nothing could really upset her right now. "No offense but I think you'd have been a shit fireman if you're flooing into burning buildings," she told him. Despite the fact that he tried to put her down she didn't move far from him. It felt too good to be here with him.
"I liked your hair. I was in love with your dreads. What the hell were you thinking?" she told him, teasing. As he set her down she didn't move very far away, taking the time to look at him. He looked- tired, aged since she'd last seen him but fuck if she didn't love the look of him.