"That's my line," Bela murmured, closing her eyes as he wrapped his arms around her. She could feel how loose they were, but she took a chance on pulling him closer, arms wrapped around his neck. "Where is Sam? I presume you heard from Che, and everyone else who matters."
It was a heady thought, really - people mattered to her. Who weren't named Bela Talbot. She shook her head against his chest, eyes still closed tight. "I'll stay as long as you'll have me."