There's the slightest smile when she returns his greeting, and he nods. He's fucking exhausted, but he has been for weeks and still has only slept a few hours scattered here or there.

"Always." The urge to stay up and savor this moment is there too, his foot brushing her ankle as he shifts to find a comfortable position in the small bed. Though somehow not as small as the ones they found in Reims. "You?"