"Are you staring at me because I'm that good looking? Or that kaiseki dish is still lingering somewhere on my face?" Truce asked Anna as she sat across him. She grinned at him. "I would be in your arms if that were the case. I'm just… counting my blessings. I don't believe it's all coincidence that I've gone through what I've gone through." She shut her eyes, and sighed slowly. When she did, she found he was still staring at her.
Truce relaxed, his gaze still on hers, as he recalled since he met her, that she was always either thankful or grateful in her own way. Her sorrows were as evident as her joys. You could always know when something was wrong with her, like a mirror- and he liked that about her as well. "Come here…"
