"I was thanked generously," she murmurs, leaning close to brush her lips across Jon's. Her heart had ached as she'd taken the dying dog in her arms, the moment not visible to anyone, only the dog. She'd managed to soothe and stitch back time until the wounds were gone, and she'd gotten a happy bark, dog paws on her shoulder, and a happy bark accompanied by a tail wag. That was enough.

Once she's able to slip her hands under Jon's shirt, she does so with a soft sigh.

"My time has been well spent and not bad at all, but it would be a lie to say I didn't miss you."