[The words were terribly sweet. Eleven nodded and worked to push away the thought of the inevitable. He had her here now; they should enjoy it while they can.

His hold on her eased as he let his eyes rove over her in an attempt to commit the moment to memory]

I wasn't thinking about anything like this, before. It's nice to be able to enjoy it now. I'm starting to understand why there are so many songs about- about finding someone.