[He glances back at her, the way she looks at her hand—her nails, now so very human, not the sharp tips of a tiefling's—and gently takes that hand in his own, instead, squeezing fondly.]

A love that I return tenfold and will always be grateful for. Not one that I hope you think I ever take for granted, my dearest; in that vein, perhaps I am long overdue in paying your own Waterdeep a visit sometime soon?

[Meanwhile, after a turn down a long and bustling street, their cab begins to slow to a stop.]