She knows that's true. The look in his eyes is the most intense he's ever been, the most sincere. Finishing her sandwich quietly, Juliet lets him help her down the hall to the bedroom. His is first, and so it's where they've been, Juliet not having slept in her own bed since that day they swam.

Carefully, she settles in the crook of his arm on her back, closing her eyes and letting out a soft breath. She isn't particularly tired, and she's not in so much pain that she needs immediate relief. She just needs this. But now that they're settled, she turns her head to look at him.

"I would never ask you for anything impossible. I can't think of anything I need from you other than you. This. You're a pretty incredible boyfriend, you know," she says lightly, though she's serious.