She knew that look, the way he seemed a little dazed, it made her smile despite herself. He'd had the same look on his face the first time she kissed him, though it was followed by that dopey, sweet smile of his, the one that made her know he was really, truly happy. Still, what he said was as good as any dopey smile. "Really?" She'd hadn't changed her bathing habits in the years since he left, so it wasn't a surprise that he might recognize it. She smiled at him, at his words, leaning into his touch. "It's okay. It's still something."