[ Oh...

She holds the portrait in her hands for a second. Her eyes are wide as she looks at it for a good couple of a seconds.

Then, she gently places it down on the table, and moves over to give him the biggest hug she can manage. Her voice is soft and a little choked up: ]

Thank you so much, Noé.

[ And when she pulls back to look at him, she's crying again. ]

T-this... I'll treasure it. I would say...for the rest of my life, but...I don't think that's long enough.