Sparrow looked away, hesitant to say anything more, not wanting to say the wrong thing and risk ruining their relationship. It wasnt what she wanted it to be but as an assassin, you learned to be grateful for what you have, not what you want.
Looking at the crescent moon she smiled faintly "I remember the time when we were in that tree togather, before I left. Do you remember" she asked. She was referring to the time when she had told him she liked him but hearing a negative from him, she gave up and ran away from her problems.