Her hand comes to rest on his leg as she meets his eyes, then leans in to let her forehead rest against his. "Yes," she replies softly, closing her eyes for a moment. Unless they left here and something happened, because life in Storybrooke is not as simple as this, it never is. But she doesn't voice that out loud. It's old habits, a negative outlook she knows he won't have and she does truly want to enjoy this, however long it lasts in the city.

"You're happy?" she asks instead, just to clarify, to be sure.