[His heart feels more nervous than he'd ever give away in body language and expression. Again, he feels like a kid. What is this, puppy love? But it's different, it's so much stronger, and it's hard to make himself turn away. His fingers slip closer at the slight brush, interlacing a few of them with Dextera's as they rest against the ground.]
I wish you could have walked up to it normally. Places like this are beautiful, even when they've lost all their color.
[He turns to give Dextera a look, a small smile. This mood... it's much better than before.]
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[His heart feels more nervous than he'd ever give away in body language and expression. Again, he feels like a kid. What is this, puppy love? But it's different, it's so much stronger, and it's hard to make himself turn away. His fingers slip closer at the slight brush, interlacing a few of them with Dextera's as they rest against the ground.]
I wish you could have walked up to it normally. Places like this are beautiful, even when they've lost all their color.
[He turns to give Dextera a look, a small smile. This mood... it's much better than before.]