He proves her point. Lifting her hand, adding those little touches. Kaz has been holding onto her for a while witj¿hout struggle. In a way, it reflects what they have been through. They might have thought, there might be obstacles in the way. But when things feel right, it seems as if those troubles have meant nothing.

Things are sure feeling easier now.

"Good. Because I really like it too."

Will she be able to hold him one day? In a day like this one, it's probably the one thing Kate really longs for. But the way Kaz's thumb strokes her hand brings her back to Earth. It might look minimalistic, but she knows the weight and true meaning of having her hand held like this. Like its an every day thing.

"Come on," she tugs lightly on it. "Bring Kruge, there's no excuse this time. We both need rest our eyes for a minute." It's better than using the 'S word' with Kaz, Kate thinks as she smiles to herself. "And if you're not too drained I'll give you a good night's kiss."

The storm might be quieter now, but at least it keeps the room dark enough to keep up with that illusion.