they called each other "babe"

I saw my brother John-Michael last night for the first time in a year and finally got to meet his fiance, Sky. John-Michael towers 14 inches over her (though she was wearing some impressive heels, so it wasn't quite as noticeable). He fixed her a plate at dinner. They held hands. They called each other "babe."

It was weird.
And wonderful.
And I'm so excited that she's going to be my sister.