At first it was let slip and taken back and then it was made heard and flowed with more ease, with them both enjoying saying and hearing it, loving the sound and the meaning of what had been waiting to be told for such a long time.
Love makes Jane’s ever present romanticism come to the forefront and he likes surrounding Lisbon with demonstrations of devotion, big and small, expensive and those that don’t cost anything but take his mentalist skills of an observant man. He likes to plan things, and details are important, be it Lisbon’s coffee in the morning or a throw on the log he put there for them to sit on getting ready for the proposal. He notices things Lisbon likes, knows the colors she’d wear, senses what she’ll be touched by and plunges into this process with pleasure and thrill.
Some random Jisbon touches, their various ways of showing their affection, unconscious and intentional, used when words are unnecessary, or when the consequences will not allow for them to come out, a means for them to stay connected, even if for a brief moment, and, eventually, a sign of their blooming love.