[ She can - which is perhaps a surprise even for her. There's a lingering warmth there that feels like the sun on her skin as it sets on the desert. ]

That's what I thought.

[ Even through her sniffling however, he'll be able to pick up the telltale sound of laughter in her voice. She gives his hand one last brief squeeze before pulling herself together. ]

Will you stay for lunch? Sylvain is making something really yummy if the smells from the kitchen is any indication.

[ It's clear from the look she gives him that she hopes he will. ]