He sighed, leaning back. His brow furrowed and he braided Aubrey's hair idly. "I don't know what's going on."
"I feel like you're just going to say something terribly crass out of nowhere, in French or something."
She poured the soup into bowls, before glancing at him with a raised eyebrow. "You, my love, are an absolutely terrible liar."
He cleared his throat and nodded, standing up and balancing Aubrey on his hip. "Ahem. Good. Good. Thank you for making it."
She nodded, setting them on the table before going to him and embracing him with a sigh, her head resting on his chest as she didn't meet his eyes. "..I love you."