Growing old in a world so full of death was a luxury, something they might never get to experience. That didn't mean he wouldn't try with every fiber of his being to give her that happy ending. To give THEM that happy ending. "It's all I want." A smile spreads across his lips when he says it, easing into her need to be a little closer to him when she wraps around him tightly and he becomes her pillow.

Chest bounces beneath her head when he lets out a hearty laugh in response to her joke. "I can picture it now, little old lady with two pistols completely wrecking those walkers." It's an adorable and unrealistic thought. At that age, they'll need a safe place to finish off the remaining years between them. The elderly don't make it very long in this world but there's hope that this world won't be this way forever.

There's a moment of silence after it all, a calmness washing over him as he listens to the quiet sound of her breathing while watching the flames dancing in the fireplace. He can picture it so clearly, the normal life they could be living together in the world before it all went to hell. The abandoned cabin around them suddenly becomes a white living room with a large flat screen tv hanging on the wall in front of them and they're watching a television drama together, not a single care in the world, no dangers outside their door.

He's sucked back into reality when she speaks again. "Hm?" His head tilts, fingers starting to brush through her hair gently. "A farm would be perfect." He replies with a genuine smile. "We could be self sufficient, grow vegetables, maybe even fruit? Even if we cant find a cow the goats can give us cheese and milk." He laughs at the pig comment, nodding in agreement. "No pigs. Got it." There's a loud crackle from the fireplace, little flames popping higher. There's nothing better than this moment right here, with her. "I love you ...so much."