“Why are you still crying, Ingram?” she asked. He paused as he darted his sight to her face. “Especially when your orbs are pink.” “Because I am... happy you are here when I thought I had lost you. I am overcome by my love for you right now.” “I love you, too.” Her own eyes prickled with tears, and she cupped the underside of his jaw with both hands. “You are very pretty like this.”
