He fastened the clasp around her neck and hesitated. "Do you remember a long time ago on the ship? We were on guard duty at night?"
"And I... uh... I called you perfect? And then tried to explain it away and ended up getting flustered?"
"Thank you," he said with a satisfied nod, planting a kiss on her forehead. His lips were slightly chapped and his eyes were tired, but he rubbed her back and his hand was gentle against her skin. "It's nice to win."
"Yeah," he said shortly, wiping off Aubrey's chin. He was quiet before he spoke again, his voice gentler. "Aubrey's birthday is in two months, though."