Kory had been silent for too long after Dick had kneeled down and opened the box he'd been keeping in his pocket for – what she assumed – was most of the night, if not all day. She had been truly surprised this time. This wasn't a stupid, youthful ploy to save their relationship (even if they were still young, it felt like they had aged years beyond how old they really were), this was real.
She knew Dick was playing cool under pressure, but the silence and surprise had stretched between them for much longer than it should have. Kory saw him swallow nervously before she slid from her chair and kneeled in front of him, holding out her hand to him, fingers splayed.
"Yes, Dick."