He frowned at her. "I have no weakness," he declared. He gave her a shy smile. "But if I did, it would definitely be you."
After he kissed her cheek, she paused, and moved forward to wrap her arms around his torso. "Is the headache bad?" she asked quietly, leaning into him.
He wrapped his arms around her, his body relaxing into hers. He didn't speak about it often, but it was obvious that it was a relieving thing to him. "It's not too bad," he said, kissing the top of her head.