Julie grins when he replies, glad she could recognize his footsteps. It was comforting because it meant she was learning. Adapting. Every little thing she got used to, every new skill she acquired, meant she would be fine.

"I'm psychic." She grins when he kisses her, one arm wrapping around his waist. He didn't have plans to go anywhere just yet, did he?

"Actually, I just pay attention more." She didn't want to say she was sure it was just her other senses picking up the slack.

"How was work? Was I missed?"