She took his hand gently. It was unexpected but welcomed. He looked at her, a beautiful thing peering at him behind bottle coke glasses.
“Do you want to talk about this?” he asked, looking at their hands entwined for the first time. She smiled and looked away towards the setting sun. It was a good enough answer for him. A while later her head rested on his shoulder and they sat there watching the world fall asleep. To grow old together without the dullness of language.