Joshua listens with an equally intent look on his face, though it's completely sincere, with a sort of fascinated adoration softening his features the more she goes on. His eyes never leave her face, not until she reaches the mention of the deer, and then his gaze flicks to the ceiling with an appreciative 'Hm,' at a parallel Spike no doubt couldn't even pick up on. It's an interesting enough story on it's own so far.

At her kiss to his brow, Joshua reaches up to brush his hand across her cheek, ear, stopping to thread his fingers through her hair while his eyes close. Spike might as well not be there, again, though this time it's hardly intentional.

He lets go, though, expecting her to go on.