Ava leans ever so slightly against his side as he returns, her shoulder phasing into his before she manages to adjust. Small slip ups have become far more frequent. She knows he notices, he's far too observant not to.

Still. It goes unspoken between them. Neither seeming to want to crack the fragile happiness.

"Helped stitch up Judy enough times..." Ava frowns. "Maybe we can save one aside."