"Does it?" His smile says that she's getting her day, even if it's just the two of them left saying vows. But he goes back to his meal while it's still sort-of-hot.

Connor finishes first, unsurprisingly, and busies himself picking a few flowers out of the bouquet and weaving them together for her. He needs to keep his hands busy, with the nervous energy of 'holy shit she said yes she's wearing the ring what do we do now?'