He takes her hand in his, intertwining his fingers with hers. A smile that lit up brighter than the sun coated his expression as he listens to her words. He nestles his cheek against her hand, closing his eyes and luxuriating in her touch. His lips grace the inside of her palm, and he stands there, silently. For only a moment.

Their moment.

"You stole the words from me, my dear." He smiles, pulling away from her and crinkling his nose at her. "Are you sure you're not a rogue?" A chuckle is pulled from the Warden's lips, and he looks around.

"You always seem to give me more energy than I know what to do with. Are you aware of that?"