He would have blushed, or ducked his head, shown some sign of mild embarrassment, if he had had a mind to. But everything had that calmness to it that life often had when you were still a little asleep. The world didn't extend beyond the two of them, and Harry was okay if Kate was smiling at him. He hadn't messed up. She didn't regret anything. Everything was okay.

Harry leaned down to kiss her lightly, and pulled back an inch when something came to him. "I.. was saying a lot of things, wasn't I?"