Mildmay was by a kind of necessity not an expressive man, not in any way that was easy for most people to see. Even for Corbie, it had taken time to learn to read his eyes. He could keep everything else perfectly still, she'd never so much as seen him twitch a smile, but he could not keep all those feelings out of his eyes.

She came around the table and bent down to press a soft kiss to his temple. "I know it ain't..." the same? Not him? She didn't finish that. "But fuck it's good to see his face."