She blushed as he asked to kiss her cheek. That was so sweet, it was almost juvenile, but gentlemanly too. "I would like that." she said, quietly, "I would like that very much."
She resisted the urge to turn her face into his hand. She could smell the earth on him, could just wrap herself up in that comfortable familiarity if he allowed her. Olivia mumbled in a whiney voice before she settled back into her mother's shoulder.