Here maybe they do.

[He leaned close, hesitated, then dropped a quick kiss on her mouth. Then, he took her hand and laced their fingers together, giving a light tug. Perhaps as some echo back to how things were before his accident, Latula was really the only person he'd tolerate sustained physical contact from.

Mituna still loved her, and he knew she still loved him, even if certain parties seemed to want to go out of their way to convince him otherwise]

Let'th go, come on. That fuckath won't get to you while you're with me.