Reynard nods along, quietly agreeing with her. Hearing her echo some of his own thoughts is somewhat reassuring. Then again, he never quite rested easy with idealists.

"I think there's something profoundly moving about that. Being able to look at someone and say, 'I'm a good person because I respect you and I want you in my life' is no small thing."

When she smiles back he wonders how often she does that: Smiles.

"There's no Autumn without Spring, and no Spring without Winter, no Winter without Autumn," he's quick to cite off. "... Have you had a snowball fight since you were here? Or ice-skated?"