"I hope so," she says, earnestly. "I think he would, though."

She shifts a little in his embrace and lays her head back on his shoulder, bringing one hand back around to rest over his heart, feeling its beat under her fingertips.

A part of her whispers that she should offer to let him think all this over, in case he'd wish to change his mind about her, but a deeper, wiser part tells her to trust in him and everything she knows. It's that voice she chooses to listen to now, and bites back her worrisome fears.