She giggled at the image of him drawing in all sorts of places, and on all sorts of things. It was a lovely image of the man she was in love with, a side of him that she'd only been glimpsing but certainly wanted to see more of. She wanted to see all sides of him, good and bad alike.

"Well, speaking of getting your head on straight," she started with a grin, "I'd like to help with that, if you'll let me. Maybe it's the teacher in me, of just the need to help you with whatever I can because I love you, but I really want to help you navigate all of this. We could work through that list of movies you haven't seen, music you haven't listened to, and I could share some of my favorites with you along the way."

She shifted a little, not really changing position because she didn't want to ruin his drawing, but rather just getting a little more comfortable. "It would be good for me, too," she added. "Sometimes I run into things that are different here from how they were back home. It's gotten me some strange looks these past few months. I think I'd rather avoid that in the future if I can."