Meredith laughs, reaching up to push her hair out of her face. "I was never a girl scout," she says, "so I could be wrong, but I'm pretty sure there's no contraception badge." If there isn't, she's reasonably certain there should be. It's sure as hell a lot more useful in terms of being prepared than knowing how to spot wildlife or sell cookies. "And one of us has to remember." Propping her head up with one hand, she reaches out with the other to rest against his arm, biting her lip as she watches him. It's only been a matter of moments, but she wants him back again already.