Eleven met her eyes, heart dropping. Determined to enjoy the time they had together, he tried not to think too much about their inevitable separation, but his dread abated as she continued, assuaged to something softer and more tender.

Though he knew her world held little appeal to her, it still meant a great deal to think she'd choose to stay behind with him over returning to the place she belonged for even a short time.

He leaned in to press a gentle kiss to her forehead. "..I'd be honored."