[He looks back to her when she says his name, giving her his full attention, and the smile he offers in reply is significantly softer than his usual bright optimism. He can only take those words to heart; over the last several months, and during some of the more lucid moments of his isolation, he has begun to believe that very same thing.]

Indeed, you're quite right. I feel much the same.

[Even if he has little basis for comparison. He knows what he does not want to find himself feeling again, and knows that what he's already been fortunate enough to experience with Amelia is far more fulfilling than his past attempts could have ever hoped to be. Their relationship may still be new by most standards, but the intent to grow together going forward has been made perfectly clear by the both of them.]

Yet here I am, thinking I would be saying the very same to you. I'm glad we're of the same mind.

[He does curl his fingers against her hand at last, just a momentary touch of affection.]

I think we've both had more than our share of loneliness. If I have things my way, that will become a distant memory for both of us.