[ There's a momentary flutter in his chest when you do that, and it has everything to do with how that one concrete gesture settles it for him: you're both going to be okay.

Indulge him a bit as he smiles down at you, runs his fingers through your hair and leans down to press his lips to your brow.

Okay, there. ] Well, for one... I suppose I'm wondering what kind of wedding ours'll be.

[ The Fukuzawas are kind of as Japanese as most people come. And for all your worldly experience, Mr. Shinta, they are your family this cycle around. ]

I mean... [ how to put it, hm ] My birth certificate says I'm Catholic, and it kind of occurred to me that I have no idea if you are or aren't but--

[ A helpless look your way now. ]