Hopper isn't surprised to hear any of that and he would say the same. No matter how much it had hurt to lose her, he wouldn't trade his years with Sara for anything in the world. Not even this.

He knows Joyce would understand.

The hand on his thigh feels nice, too, and he smiles as he pulls into a parking space on the street, then kills the truck's engine.

"Ready to head in?" he asks, laying his hand on top of hers.