Whether or not it was her intention to admit to Antonin that she wished to continue working on improving their marriage, that was certainly the implication that attached itself to Hermione's words and then to the actions she committed that pleasurable afternoon. Her husband was in a much better mood than she could remember him being in for months. Maybe even years. There was an excitement in him that she wasn't even sure she'd seen before. She hoped that she wasn't wrong to give him hope about the future. Everything was still so uncertain and dangerous. But, if she was completely honest with herself, when she imagined running off to Brazil, she no longer imagined doing so alone. She couldn't even imagine doing it without Antonin and Oliver. A great deal about her life had changed since January.