"That sounds a lot more interesting than 'I finished high school early,'" she says with a huff of a laugh. She's trying to take this more lightly so that he will take it more lightly. Lydia isn't interested in impressing the general public anymore, because she's been through enough that it's impossible not to prioritize the important things in life. What a bunch of strangers think when they look at her just doesn't measure up when she's fought supernatural bad guys and literally felt her best friend die.

It's interesting to her that he can always seem to find her without some embarrassing faux pas like poking her in the eye or sticking a finger up her nose when he reaches for her face like that, but she finds a comfort in it, thinking that perhaps he just knows her face that well now. Maybe they've just become that close.

Lydia leans into his touch and nods against his hand. "Okay, good. I like this too much to let it go now," she whispers back before turning her face slightly in his palm to kiss the pad of his thumb as is passes to the corner of her lips.