There was something about her. It wasn't just that she was like him, one of his own kind. It was more. There wasn't an adjective out there he could think to define it except Romana which wasn't really an adjective and therefore couldn't be used to describe her. But, in his mind, that was the thing about her that made her different.

He took her hand and smiled widely in return. They danced. Something in the universe felt very right in that moment.