[ Grell quietly hears him out, with a twinge of her upturned brow. She smiles rather gently, considering her typical demeanor. ]

It certainly wasn't easy, but-- none of that matters to me, now.

[ Rather than take his hand, she offers her own. ]

Realistically, I'd do it again. As many times as it would take to have you.

[ And her chest rises and falls with a sigh, color touching her cheeks. ]

I love you. You know that, right?