They've been a complete contentment to her. She's not sure why they mean so much to her, but they do.

"You'd better," she rejoined, moving back to the stove. "Given how much badass keeping-the-country-safe you do in a day." She's not one of nature's cooks, but she can do French toast with some breakfast sausages and fruit like nobody's business. She knows her wife has a lot ahead of her, but...

Then there's that look, as she slaps down the first slices of toast on the pan.

"Penny for your thoughts?"