All right. Only two words, but those two words brighten Rory's eyes and put a slowly-widening smile on his face. All right. Pippa wants him too. Wants to be with him. He still senses a shy hesitancy in her, but the smile is returning to her face and eyes. They can deal with anything else.

Slowly, almost reverently, he turns his head to place a kiss in her palm. Then he stands, again moving slowly to avoid jostling her, and wraps her in his arms. With a soft sigh, he dips his head to press his face against her hair.