She is flying tonight, buoyed by good feelings and that rare bubble called hope. It is a hope that they can get through this, that things can be better and better. Then Aleron is holding her hand and she is brought back to the here and now, the party sounds and the press of him arm against hers. She looked up at him, feeling that happiness become focused on one man, who always made sure she was known - here and now - to him.

That kiss surprises her - he usually keeps such moments for when they are completely alone - but it makes it more special. That he wants to show how he feels in that small way, was more than all the poetry in the world.

Ah, he was smiling. She wasn't sure about, just that smile was more dear to her than anything else. She met his gaze, a flash of warmth flowing from his words and she smiled in turn, a quiet and soft one.

"So are you."

She paused, then laughed a little, leaning into his hand. "Oh, that sounds so silly ... but it is true." She cupped hand around the one touching her cheek, her smile tipping up a little. "You're the most beautiful man I know."