He liked that smile - he'd never get sick of it, and he hoped he'd told her that before. He planned to tell her plenty now, but right now he smiled back, nodding a little, liking the way she tilted her head into his fingers. "Yeah. It means it's still there, right? That it's not just gone." That was an option he liked better, because it was much more desirable than thinking his whole life was just gone, wiped out by that blast, inaccessible to him while everyone around him knew it so well.

Of course, he knew he was just being silly when he smiled a little and murmured, "Maybe if I kiss you again?" She was more than welcome to tell him to can it.