Pierre held his hands at Fiona's waist in half an embrace, close and comforting, but at enough of a distance to look at each other as they spoke. "I can do that," he said with a nod. It hadn't been his first instinct, but it didn't seem like a bad idea, either. It was something to make them feel alive. "Things are always better with you around," he said, and left a lingering kiss upon Fiona's forehead.