She stares at him, eyes flicking this way and that as she takes in his expression.

"I received the book," she says, softly. "I still have it." Through exile, and moving across the entire country, through changes at Milliways and a damn zombie horde...she's kept the book.

"I didn't know if it was last request, or if they were just trying to make sure I didn't know you were-"

Fuck it.

She steps in, reaches out with a gloved hand to brush over his right arm, then grab his hand.