[She listens to his babbling with the solid comfort that it brings, his chatter, how enthused he is, how he cares so much. He talks of the adventure she wants and she bounces on the balls of her feet, a skip to her step now.]

That city of Romance seemed so lovely and strange, and I know there's a city of night? I think? [Sort of] I want to visit them all. We have purrlenty of time, right? If it doesn't pass at home?