"Almost always even then," she tells him, still smiling as she clasps her hands together behind his neck. Even on the handful of mornings where she stubbornly refused to join him outside, he usually found a way to make up for the void his early rising had left. "You usually find a way to make it worth my while."

Not that she hadn't run on her own or with Sam beforehand, but six AM and raining could be a hard sell.

"I've never done this before." Her smile turns a little sheepish as she confesses, biting at her lower lip. "Not for real."