He let her cry, vent, and bury herself into him. He just held her, a fist brushing through her hair. After it seemed she calmed, a little, he kissed the top of her head and moved to touch just beneath her chin, prompting her to look up into his eyes.
"You know, for someone who didn't make these choices," he went on, with a grin. "You're sure making an awful fuss over mine. Come on now. I'm a big boy. I know what I'm doing."
The grin widened as he stole a kiss.
"Besides, we got a year, don't we?" He winked and pulled away, staring now over at the food she had been preparing admirably.
"Is any of that burning? I'm kinda hungry.."
And his stomach's noises could attest to that.