"Not even, but if you say so."

Rachel smiled back, closed her eyes briefly. There was silence, a good kind of quiet. Just them and the dogs. Away from the courthouse and the madness and the danger of her thoughts. She could stay there for a while longer - she could stay there and not be made to go back - but she remembered she had promises to keep, and Harvey was waiting for her.

Her eyes open up again, and she tilted her head toward him. "We should probably be heading back."