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*is speechless*

*and blushing* *and grinning about the goofiest grin ever*

Well, this is a first darlin'. You're speechless.

*still bright red* *makes a couple of false starts at actual speech before she can manage words*

They're beautiful, Eben. Thank you.

Ah, there, you've recovered. I was worried. *smiles warmly* You're welcome, darlin'.

*just hugs him tight* Silly old man.

Silly, romantic, wonderful man.

*chuckles and hugs her back*

I've got some good inspiration.

I guess you do. *smiles, 'cause he totally just made her week, at least*

*kisses her gently* Just wanted to make you smile, darlin'.

I'd say you did that quite well. *kisses him softly back*

I seem to remember someone makin' crowns of flowers on one of our good days.

You know, I think I remember that too. Might be something ought to be tried again some day.

You put them on the horses and they'll eat 'em.

But they'll look so beautiful in the five minutes between putting them on and eating.

A shame wizards can't use cameras, darlin'.

But we'll remember.

We've got good memories, you and me.

That we do, love. That we do.

Ah, darlin' I quite like that nickname.

Mm, I thought you might. It seemed ... deserved, and appropriate.

I'd be a fool not to agree with you.