She saw the way his smile faltered when she mentioned the propriety of the situation, she wondered if that hurt his feelings or made him feel too much pressure and decided not to bring it up again. "Yeah, I guess so," she said softly as she moved to check the potatoes, it wasn't an escape tactic, she honestly needed to check them. Once she was sure they were boiling correctly, she turned back to him, smiling as he pointed out that he was, in fact, a veteran. "I'll write it down for you before you leave." She wasn't offended that he wanted to do things on his own, Leckie had always been independent like that and she didn't mind him feeling the need to set his own life to rights. She wanted to give him help however he wanted to take it.

But then he was touching her face, making her eyes flutter a little at the touch she craved so much. She smiled at his words, a tender, touched smile. "You were just... you. And you still are." And she still loved him so much it made her soul ache. "Not a saint. You were kind of a trouble maker, actually." Her smile widened a little before speaking. "I'll tell you anything you want to know. I'll help you however I can. I promise."