*Faye listened carefully to his story, her smile still on her face despite what he was telling her. As a woman with an insane amount of debt, it occurs to her as so horribly unfair, worse still when he mentions that the girl died. But, for appearance's sake, she couldn't look upset for the dancefloor, so she was smiling brightly when she nodded her head*

I understand.

*But then the look in her eyes matches her pleased expression, and her hands gave him an extra squeeze*

Is that right? Then maybe you ought to hold onto that.