It's all Jenny can do to keep her smile something like restrained after he kisses her cheek, even if it isn't the first time. This is all so new still, having happened so quickly, that there are moments it almost slips her mind that it's happening at all; something like that is as good a reminder as they come. Hand curling around his, the other reaching for her bag of skates, she nods once. "Oh, good," she says. "Something to keep us from driving ourselves mad."