She wakes up before he does in the morning and watches him sleep for a bit. He looks younger, but she can't mesh this younger appearance with her memories of him from prior years. He's softened. He's grown into his features and his hair is a bit longer. The real difference, she thinks, is a relaxation in him. He was always holding himself so tightly, so tense. He was constantly prepared for a fight - or an altercation, at the very least.