Tano softly strokes Makoto's back, smiling quietly. It's been an interesting couple of years. He's never quite lost that fear of her being hurt, and still holds that little touch of madness, but he's taken to his new life with vigor, working to be strong, training with her as much as he can, and using some of his own time to do so. He's taken up a little bit of cooking from her, but for the most part, has enjoyed her cooking, doing his best to lavish attention on her. He's been against engagement until he graduates from college, but this trip seems like it just might be the time for him to propose to her. He softly pats his pocket, feeling the little bulge there with the ring within, and smiles at her quietly, admiring her.<br/><br/>He stretches a bit, looking around, and yawns softly, feeling himself growing sleepy. He carefully cracks a few joints, and then rests back against the chair, a hand gently lying against Makoto's nice soft back.