"Those are perhaps the best words I've ever heard." He's been sharing a room with six people. He has had to share a bath. In other words known as please be aware that the sort of military suit he is wearing right that minute is also what he's been sleeping in. For the value of what little sleep he's gotten for days.

But then she makes that admission and he goes stone still. Only his fingers tighten against hers. Then he makes himself loosen that hold. Not moving his fingers away but realizing that he had made an assumption. One based on where things had been for them the last moment he saw her.

Not her nearly a year later. Without him. And with...

"You and Jesper."

He repeats it like that as if trying to make it make sense to him. Its not though. Nor is he sure what to make of the emotions that are swirling within him. Jealousy. A flash of anger. Emotions he's carefully tucked away when he's dealt with them before, reminding himself they're not for now. Is this now? He's not sure.

"Well."

She has spent years trying to sneak up on him and surprise him and she finally does it. With words.