She nods, her heart in her throat, and reaches up to smooth the wave of his hair, her fingers light against his cheek.

There's still some time. They don't have to say goodbye yet. And this is a last-ditch experiment, the chances that it will work have to be slim in the extreme.

But she wants him to be certain, anyway. "All of you," she murmurs back, and lifts up to press her lips almost chastely to his. "You're everything I've ever wanted and more, sweetheart."