He rubs his hand over her back, quiet and gentle ministrations while she cries against his chest. She can stay there as long as she needs or wants, and Cassian will continue to hold her.

He lets out the tiniest laugh; it's not an inaccurate description in any way. "Yes," he agrees, looking back at her with the same kind of love. He feels like he's going to burst from it. "I think it can look exactly like that. And if it changes, that is okay too. We are learning. Even if we are scared, I do not think it takes away from being happy. I will be a disaster with you for the rest of my life."