His stumble was perfection to her, he was complete perfection. Even away from his arms, she would forever feel the scratches on her cheeks and chin. She would remember the smell of him, pursuing that tobacco and whiskey scent to the ends of the universe. In the dark, she would feel his firm arms around her and hear his brogue whisper in her ear. It was these small memories she would cherish forever. "Someday, I will give you more. When we are together again."