it’s surreal to think that this is the first time the two of them have curled up together on a surface other than the cold stone floor of their former sanctuary . the true weight of what she has done -- what they have done -- is starting to settle in , in a way that she had never anticipated . her ear is pillowed on his chest , listening to the steady thrum of his heartbeat , her greatest comfort ( that had been so from before their flight , for hundreds of years ) .
she sits up slightly at his question , looking into his eyes for a moment to search for the meaning behind the question . a slight sigh escapes as she turns to lie on her stomach , pressed against his side to be able to stay close but maintain eye contact . she leans up towards his face , pressing a soft kiss against his lips , reveling in the newfound calmness of such a movement now . smiling as she pulls away , she can’t help herself but to hover near his face as she finally puts words to an answer . “ never bad -- i would never have done this for anyone other than you , szeretett . ” for him , of course , for saving his life , for his freedom ( and hers ) -- and for their baby , who so recently had started to stir within her .