[Her hand remains for a little longer, allowing them the respite from the darkness that simmers beneath those scales. If she can grant him relief, even for a little, then she'd happily stay that way. And despite the cooler night air, she's surprisingly warm to the touch. It could be his remark, or it could be that she's still seated with his arms protecting her, but she isn't one to question it.
Especially not as she leans up to press a kiss to them, as if to prove a point to him.]
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Especially not as she leans up to press a kiss to them, as if to prove a point to him.]
Save the cheesy lines for the ceremony.