When she heard his foot steps, a warmth started to loosen up in her chest.

Of course he would come, he would be here. Because finally they were starting to be able to be the people they wanted to be. Not the people they were, that was gone. But some mix of what they wanted and what they had to be, a balance that was livable.

She turned, smiling up at him, before stepping forward to give him a hand.

"Good morning." She said softly, in the hushed tones of the early morning.