He smiles into her hair, and presses a gentle kiss to her shoulder. He toys with the idea of saying something, but then she's asleep.

His mind goes back to his future, as shown to him. Still working, alone, way into the future. Right now, lying here, he's not sure that's what he wants. But he can't fathom the idea of giving it up either.

But maybe that's the point. Maybe he can keep doing it, because she's here.

It's not a bad thought to drift away on.