For a long moment, Faith just stared at him, stunned by the revelation. She'd only heard that said by one other person her entire life, and he'd been sent back a long time ago. Finally, she took a deep breath, then leaned across the table and caught hold of his face to kiss him long and deeply, not giving a shit that they were in a nice restaurant that might frown on such public displays of affection.
She didn't break the kiss until breathing started to become an issue, and when she came up for air, it was to only pull back a few inches. "I love you too, Mark." A slow smile began and she leaned in to kiss him again, before finally slowly sitting back. Suddenly, she really wasn't interested in dinner. "...Want to get out of here?"