The words startle her, because she feels them as much as she hears them. Her cheeks flush slightly and she feels herself smile, just a little, before she rushes forward to catch up to him.

"No, we haven't," she says, because it feels important to acknowledge. Knowing that he'll be close by, and even closer still if she wants him to be, is a comfort. And isn't that something?

She takes the paper ticket, strange as it is, and follows Ben onto the train platform to wait. One hip cocks out as she shifts her weight, and she yawns hugely before looking over at Ben. He's standing ramrod straight, and she rolls her eyes as she reaches over to pat his chest with the back of hand. "At ease, solider."