"I don't think I could run off, even if I wanted to," she laughs, lifting her chin a little to look up at him. "Jelly legs," she adds as an explanation, curling one of said legs around his comfortably.

"But I don't want to. There's nowhere else I'd rather be." She places a kiss on his chest, then sighs, relaxing again. After a small pause, she muses: "I wonder what Dawn'll say when I tell her."