"Yeah." She didn't want to argue with him. For the first time Freya truly hoped for the brightness that could be her future. There was fear and worry gnawing inside of her but he knew that. She'd told him everything and she wanted to keep telling him everything. To protect and to hold, forever.

Freya felt him lift himself and released her hold on his hair. She pressed her palm to the underside of her eye to stop her tears. It was probably really weird that she had cried but she didn't really care. She nodded dumbly at his question, a surprised smile spreading quickly over her lips.

"I think that everyone will think that we're crazy but yeah... Spring sounds nice. Can it be near a river?" She loved the way streams babbled. "Another, probably not important question but was that our first kiss or the Yule one?" That she only sort of remembered. "Did I say anything weird at Yule?" Considering how she felt now, she assumed that she must have.