"I'm very glad you think so. Not that I'm remarkable," she says with a gentle laugh. Though it is nice to hear, and nicer to hear the term of endearment. "But that it's a good idea."

Sybil wouldn't argue his thoughts. She knows that charity without some meaningful work to forment change is a paltry thing. But it has a place, especially in a society such as this where near everyone seems to have enough, and especially at a time such as Christmas. That he's agreed is a pleasure, her hands squeezing his as she closes the gap to kiss him how she's been thinking of for most of the evening.