"Good boring!" She heaved a melodramatic sigh and leaned back in her chair. "Don't you listen when I talk?" Watching him for a moment, she tugged the blanket up to her nose and stared over the edge. "You're perfect," she said again, after a pause. She didn't usually express to Rolf how much she loved him, she didn't feel there was a need. He knew her, he knew how she felt, so why bother saying it? But every once in a while, she knew, it was good to appreciate him aloud.