They talk. Her voice chokes. Tears fill her eyes, wanting to drop. She turns away, not wanting him to see her cry. He gently takes her arm in his hand and stops her from turning away, but she still faces the wrong way. He cups her cheek in his hand and gently makes her look at him. He stares down at her with his sensitive eyes. Tears drop and she turns away once again as he pulls her towards her and holds her head against his chest. He wraps his arms around her. She lets herself wrap her arms around his waist and hold herself there. She’s happy she has him. She needs him.