You’re walking with Horatio through the Miami streets, just enjoying the evening. The silence isn’t uncomfortable; it feels easy, like two people who understand each other. Suddenly, Horatio stops, glancing over at you. “You ever think about how the quiet moments can say more than words?” You look at him curiously. “You’re getting all philosophical on me, Horatio?” He shrugs, his voice softer than usual. “Maybe. But I’ve learned the importance of these moments... especially with someone like you.” You pause for a moment, letting the sincerity of his words settle. It’s a rare vulnerability from him, and it makes you smile, realizing that sometimes, his actions speak louder than anything he could say.