Daria turned to smile at Noah, the endless warm, black wash of the Indian ocean behind him. He was so, incredibly beautiful. "I love it too," she said. "I think... I though that I was in love with this place, a bit. When I came here when I was pregnant and loosing my mind, it made me feel real, and good, and whole again. And I was noticing that feeling again this time, except that I've been feeling that way for a while - before we came back here. I've been feeling this way for a while and it's all because of you." She slid her arms around his neck, touched her forehead to his.