They're still learning. Still growing into this love that is so different from love as they usually know it and yet something so much more real than the love of others their age.

It's a love that doesn't necessarily need words.

"We'll be fine," Rachel assures, attention just slightly drifting as she starts to apply the ointment to her arm.

"We will be," Elliot repeats, more firmly as he looks at Edgar with a tiny smile.