[Precisely how he remembers. Fondness and nostalgia both intertwine in his bosom, so many memories unearthed from that scent alone. Even the way she nuzzles into him.]

For as long as you're here, the dream needn't end. You may hold and dote and decorate as much as you please. [Heh.] Though... you are a guest in London, and I must spoil you accordingly, as well.