He sighs. She trusts him. He doesn’t deserve it but she trusts him. His power could make him a widower. And she trusts him.

He smiles weakly. “Alright. We’ve got daylight left. What do ya say we head for Florida?” He’s ready time start this adventure. At least with her he knows she’ll respect the gloves.

He reaches up and cups her cheek. “Thank you. For not running. For agreeing to this. For everything.”