He runs his hand up her arm and chuckles a little. "She usually likes me. Except when she's, you know, threatening to set me on fire in my sleep."

He looks down at her softly and brushes her hair off her face, taking time to run his fingers through it. "We're not-- it's not a secret, right? You and me? I don't think I could keep this quiet." He places another light kiss on her head. "Too happy."