Of course he was worth the wait, he was everything she wanted, even without his memories. And she loved him. Because even if he couldn't remember, she knew that deep down he was still the same person that wrote her those beautiful letters full of his thoughts and fears and dreams. Maybe they were different now but still, she knew him. And wanted to know this new him more. No matter what, her affection wouldn't fade.

She stole one last kiss before she moved to settle down on the sheet again, gracefully sitting down with the biggest smile on her face. And just when she thought the evening couldn't be any more perfect-- "Champagne?" Honestly, her face might break now. She laughed happily as she leaned over to kiss his lips again and face, where ever she could reach. "Seriously, Leckie? You're the best."