Cosette rests her head against his shoulder for a moment, glowingly happy.

And then another moment, because it turns out leaning her head against a convenient warm husband is quite comfortable. Perhaps she's a little bit tired, after all; just a very little bit.

"You were wonderful too, husband. An excellent host! And so many people came, did you see them all laughing? And the music, and -- oh, everything. What a beautiful night it was. I'm so happy."