"After you were gone," she says, quietly, still holding his hand. "We...Dawes and I...borrowed the Mercedes and I took it back. There was a light on - in the kitchen and in your bedroom. I thought you were here, but you weren't. I ended up sleeping in your bed. It was fucking freezing. I slept in three of your sweaters and that hat I replaced at Christmas."

She has an urge to kiss him, then, so she leans up and presses a kiss against his jaw.