[ His expression softens. He caresses her face, holding her gaze, before leaning in to gently kiss her. One couldn't really ask for a better setting to confess such feelings - even if it was entirely unintended to linger past the sun setting. ]
...A towel on a rock isn't the most comfortable of beds, but I would still have you, Irhya.
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...A towel on a rock isn't the most comfortable of beds, but I would still have you, Irhya.