"So," Gail dragged the word out, trying to be casual and failing beautifully, "did you miss me?"
Holly carefully watched the blonde across from her. The answer was simple, obvious, in her eyes. She didn't exactly see how it could be questioned. But if the last months had taught her anything it was that Gail needed reassurance. Not over the top declarations, that wasn't her style, subtle tokens did the job if given correctly (which she's learned the line to). She let a smile take up her every feature and reached for one of Gail's hands. At contact her body instantly calmed, like a sigh of relief, a fresh breath of air. Like she was home safe and sound. A small shiver ran through her as she brought the cold, pale, hand to her lips and placed a sweet kiss along Gail's knuckles.
"I missed you almost as much as you missed bacon that one morning," she said around a bite of, well she couldn't quite remember what her girlfriend had called it but it was basically mac and cheese with cheese puffs -not as bad as it smelled.
"That was a dark morning," Gail recalled gravely looking out into the distance.
"I do believe I made up for the loss, if I remember correctly." She smirked at the look she received.
Gail licking her lips. "You might have to jog my memory."