She looks shocked, then relieved to hear it meant something. Rationally, she knows this, but her heart needs some convincing. She's got so many walls around her to keep out these sorts of things but here comes Eliot, crashing right through them. "I-- This wasn't just some sort of one-night stand fueled by desperation on Valentine's Day?"

Yep. This is what you get with Anna. Optimism buried beneath layers upon layers of sarcasm and shallow pessimism.