[and since she only really speaks German, the meaning of the song is kind of lost on her, but then dream logic kicks in and she gets a very bare understanding of what he's playing and singing, almost as if her brain is relying on some sort of online translating service, and she smiles at what she's hearing.]

[it's rude to interrupt, and she doesn't want to anyway, so she waits for him to finish and sort of just. lets out a sigh, and puts a closed fist gently against her chest, and feels her lips fall into an even bigger smile.]

Yeah. That's what I want to do with her. I want to just... wake up next to her at one in the afternoon and kiss her until she says that she has to get up or we won't be able to get dinner together. I'm... I really care about her. A lot. [what, is it obvious?]