"Yes. And you're feeling better." That sounds a little more sly, insinuating. Obviously she's feeling better: the improvement isn't necessarily visible day by day, but it's there, and it's consistent.

As they kiss, he pushes her cane up against the base of the bunk with his foot, so it will be there when she needs it. She's holding his hip, and he can tell that she's using him for balance, a little. His hands go up under the back of her shirt; he meets her little nips by making his own kiss more demanding.

It hasn't felt like this between them in a while -- not since they've been back on the ship.