He kissed her forehead and picked her up again. "You did well," he murmured. "I promise I'm not just saying that."
She laughed softly, her hand resting against his chest as she felt his heart beat. "I won't torture you. I promise."
"Hmm," she murmured. "I request a kiss," she said simply. "That is until I can think of something better."
"Easy," he said, leaning forward to kiss her and he set her down on the bed gently, his touch gentle. "What else?"
He smiled slightly before kissing her forehead. "I'm always a little tired," he said with a shrug. "But I'm okay."