Maybe you will someday, Luke. I mean, you're out of it now, right? Maybe not in ideal conditions, but ... you get to see a whole great big new world. That has to count for something.

[ ... she just sorta watches as he fusses over the flowers. Her smile is true, this time, small and warm. ]

I think so.

[ She follows him, coming to stand beside him as she reaches out to gently touch the petals. ] I don't really know that much about flowers... I just love to be surrounded by them. I ... I have some, planted in a box outside my window. [ Her jaw tightens, but she does an admirable job of not looking sad. ] Whenever it's nice outside, I leave the window open. And when there's a breeze, I can smell them, and it's so pretty...