Curling her fingers around the handkerchief, she held it to her heart as she leaned in to press her forehead to his. Letting her lashes flutter closed she realized time was ticking by and she still had to venture home and up the tree into her bed. She'd give anything to prolong the moment for just a few more minutes.

His next words had her leaning back so she could meet his eyes with a quirk of her eyebrow, her breath caught in her throat. That kind of promise was something she'd thought she'd have to wait a long time for. Even though they'd discussed it already, she had resigned herself to wait as patiently as she could until this whole fog disaster was over and an lingering rumors had been replaced or forgotten. Febs felt the promise settle into her bones, something to hold her over until he came back.

A genuine, almost serene smile made its way to her lips, blue eyes locked on his. "Deal."