They sat on the train, heading back after their entirely too short time off.
"I may not get another chance to say this-"
"Please, don't," Sybbie interrupted. "You can tell me you love me as many times as you want, but please don't remind me…"
"Well, I do, and after all this-"
"No planning, please," Sybbie hissed. "We've told people we're engaged, that's planning enough for now."
"But we will get married," Charlie said.
"Yes, of course!"
Sybbie leaned her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. She wanted to enjoy the moment, that was all she could do.