Mary King

“In a moment of silence they simply looked at each other, and understanding hummed, thundered within Smoky as he realized what had happened; not only had he fallen in love with her, and at first sight, but she at first sight had fallen in love with him, and the two circumstances had this effect: his anonymity was being cured. Not disguised, as George Mouse had tried to do, but cured, from the inside out. That was the feeling. It was as though she stirred him with cornstarch. He had begun to thicken.”
― John Crowley, Little, Big