She holds his gaze, steady and calm, and shakes her head.

'No.'

She knows what he's trying to do, and it's past time for that. They're here, finally. After all they've been through, they're in each others arms.

Her forehead drops to his temple, and she closes her eyes, nuzzling against his cheek. Only for a moment, and then she gives in. Her head comes to rest on his shoulder, her nose tucked up against his throat. She sighs, letting the smell of his skin fill her lungs. The hand at his waist pulls him closer, as if that were possible.