To say that Jane is struck speechless by all he has put together would be an understatement. He's managed to pluck an idyllic scene straight from her imagination and bring it to life.

"You did all this on your own?" She lets go of him and walks over to the makeshift tent to set down the telescope. She is awestruck and she attempts to memorize every detail. The color of the fabrics, the smell of the pig roasting, they're all things she never wants to forget.

"It's like a dream," she said softly, mostly to herself though he could probably hear her. Fireflies were just starting to dart about, flashing their mating calls. "You're amazing."