Most things are better than fighting. Watching paint dry. Waiting for moss to grow. Flossing.

She hums softly when he starts stroking her hair. If she were a cat, she'd be purring. "Thank you. I really do appreciate it." She's not sure she should be enjoying anything right now, but she has a feeling he'd tell her to shut up and enjoy it (but more politely). "I didn't get you any presents. I'm sorry."