«he nudges the side of my head with his nose until i consent to look up at him, then does that
«he nudges the side of my head with his nose until i consent to look up at him, then does that tipped-head smile again, and i swear to god it’s so adorable i forget my own damn name. “france on the horizon, captain,” i say. “steel thyself, mate,” he replies.» -- source link