Salander spared a momentary glance at the driver-less horses "Hmm, yeah, I guess you're right. Like the carriages I suppose...." Yeah maybe. Nah, he wasnt really sure. Stepping off the train usually had him racing for an empty enough carriage where he could prop his feet up. Until now he thought the carriages were motorized. Typical.

He watched her reach out for his hand, then folded his into hers. He smiled as he felt the peck on his cheek, although not really sure what she had to thank him for. Instead he says "I should thank you Lexi, for hearing me out, for not walking away from me... when you could have." he murmured. He knew he had walked away from her on several occasions, his defense mechanism kicking in automatically in the attempt to cope with the stress. He had prided himself to say that he had never backed off from anything. So much for that....

Gently he brushed a stray strand from her face and gazed into those warm brown eyes, lost in them for a while as the chime of the tiny bells against gliding sleigh drifted in the air. It was then that he noticed a half-moon scar just beneath her left brow. Strange how he's never noticed it before. "How'd you get this?" he asked as his thumb brushed lightly against it.