Exactly.

[He closes his eyes at her touch, reaching up and touching the spot she'd kissed.]

Well, I don't remember much about Nonna. She passed away when I was young, but she always had this twinkle in her eye, and she had this extraordinary amount of patience. And she was the best cook. She always made everything from scratch - she had to, in those days - and I remember, she would even scold Father whenever he tried to steal a bite.