She moves across the couch without thinking, her arm sliding around Mike's shoulders, hand cupping the side of his head gently to pull him closer to her. It's nothing like that time in the alley, nothing of what she feels now is even remotely close to that and she's grateful for that. Whatever they have now is different. And it's important to her. He's important to her.

She can spend all evening arguing with him, trying to convince him to be optimistic, but it doesn't always work and she knows it. This isn't like arguing with Rick, she won't fix this by putting her foot down. Instead, she just sits with him.