Not that smile, no. Seeing you as a kid was kind of... a bit of a mind fuck.

[She felt the kiss to her hair, tipping her head back a bit to look at him.]

You were happy there, right? I mean, you looked like some farm version of 'Leave it to Beaver'. Nice house. Dog. And your mom...

[She got to see a younger version of that woman. A happy, not-frozen version. And that look of love had been what clinched her heart. It closed her throat up just then, thinking of what those two had and how he couldn't have it just yet. Not unless they woke her up.]