"Good thing I don't have to have surgery often." Hell, that was probably the first one he'd had in a few years. "I think it's just because I've had a lot on my mind the last two days. The surgery, the dying, trying to figure out how to propose to you." He took one of her hands in his and brought it to his lips, kissing every inch of it as his fingers entwined with hers. "How have your hands been lately?"