Slowly, her eyes open after that small, sweet kiss and it takes her a moment to reply, considering his words. "Yeah."

She smiles a melancholy smile, her forehead still against his as they sit there, as if the world's slowed down around them. It's easy to forget all that's happened when you're irrevocably in a deep, ardent like with someone.

"Do you wish you had a different family? Like, the typical American family?" Allison asks, absently rubbing her thumb over his back.