The clatter of his cane hitting the path is a distant noise to her ears. He wouldn't need it even if he did find himself unsteady on his feet, not with the way Vex wraps her arms around him as they kiss. To have and to hold and all that. She kisses him deeply and strongly and she knows he knows he's her heart.

Her lungs, however, call for a proper breath, though she only just takes her mouth off his. His glasses are crooked. It's cute. It's good to see him messy rather than just unwell, so she doesn't bother to straighten them for him.

"Today?"