Smiling up at him as the spray moved over them both, she looked up at him. "Because I'm just like you," she murmured, stroking his cheek and smiling. "You're not a puzzle to me. You react how I would to things, most of the time." When their lips parted, she was smiling. "And I don't get why anyone would ever want to change you."
She met his eyes, her mismatched ones sparkling. "Sam's lucky to have a brother like you. And when we kick that guy's ass, you have to let me get a couple of good swings in. No fair hogging them all."