I like to think of them as OUR arrows

It took a moment for what she said to process. Not just because of his sleepy brain still waking up, but because of the magnitude of her words. His brow furrowed in confusion. Pulling his hand back, he used it to help himself sit up straighter on the sofa. Ella gave a little disgruntled noise at his lap shifting but then settled right back down on it. One of his fingers trailed around the rim of his mug as he tried to make sense of it all. She could help him to see for one night. "You mean those 3D printed images you were mentioning before?" Did Kate plan to open a whole gallery so that Matt could feel his way around the room, take in all the faces of those he knew or had once loved? "That seems... a little extravagant, Kate. The one bust we talked about would be enough."

He couldn't yet fathom what she really possibly meant.