"Probably." He couldn't quite stop the guilty laughter that came through his words. "Is it horrible that I kinda like making you cry, so long as it's not from being sad? I like you crying from happiness... and laughter... even if it's at my own expense." He twined their fingers together, rubbing over her ring - his ring - with his thumb. He could already tell it was going to become a habit, touching that ring whenever he could.

"So, emerald - well, that was kind of a no-brainer, I know you love green. For a while I thought just an emerald instead of a diamond. It symbolizes growth, new beginnings, like spring. And healing. It's also got tones of blue in the stone, when it's cut right, which according to people who know more about gemstones than me say it represents a 'steadfast bond.'

"But then I saw some that had a ruby with the emerald, and I... well, rubies, like a lot of red things, stand for love and passion, energy and life. And..." he was a little embarrassed to admit this next part. "Ruby is my birthstone, so I liked, and I thought you'd like, the idea of... always having a part of me with you."