The last thing I want is for you to get your hopes up, my dear. You've brought me nothing but comfort these last years. [She pauses and mirrors his grin a little bit - really, seeing him smile like that was a relief. She'd been (and still is) afraid that this would come between them.]

... But, you're right. We are young yet - at the very least, you are - and we shall see what time brings us. [She leans in to press a kiss to his forehead, gives his cheek one final, gentle pat before drawing away.]