"Most"

Leonel and Aina held each other close, the latter resting her head on his chest. 

The two had truly taken their time to enjoy one another's company. The days ticked maybe, weeks even, without the slightest care in the world. 

They knew that this sort of thing was probably the closest thing to a honeymoon that they'd get, but they really wouldn't have it any other way. When they lived lives like they did, there was little appeal in going on vacation to see new and amazing sights. By this point, what hadn't they seen? Plus, could there be a world more beautiful than Anastasia's? And even if there was one, could they have sex in the middle of it without being interrupted? 

They both had a tacit understanding, then, that this was what they wanted. Neither would even mind wasting an entire year in this state of limbo. This was the kind of happiness people searched for their entire lives, there was nothing out there that was better.