"I like you a hell of a lot more than I like me these days," confesses Sookie, though the tension has already started to ease away from her shoulders as she leans against Lafayette, breathing in deeply the scent of the cologne that he's wearing, something spicy and a little reminiscent of the incense he used to have burning in his room. "But I guess I'm selfishly glad for that. Better to be surrounded by the best people. I just have to hope that you don't get too tired of me anytime soon."

She drums her fingers on his chest, laughing lightly when his fingers thread through her hair. "You think you could be happy here, Lafayette? Like... really happy?"