Those two words had Malou turning to Faustus her eyes wide. He'd gotten her a house? He had so much hope in their future that not only had he planned a day to surprise her, but he had found a house that was perfectly to Malou's tastes in a location she loved. When he had mentioned bringing up memories and creating new ones she hadn't thought he meant this. But she could so easily see it twined, there in the gate, here in Faustus's gaze, in the house before them.

"Oh Faustus." Her voice hardly more than a whisper, blown away by his thoughtfulness. "It's perfect." The whole day, his whole plan, him himself, it was all perfect. She leaned toward him tilting her head up to kiss his cheek. "Thank you." She whispered against his cheek. Not just for this, but, "For everything." She leaned back to look up in his eyes, amazed all over again that this man before her wanted to share his life with him - had planned for it and not just thought on it.