Hmhm~ My head is very pretty, thank you. Yours is quite lovely as well. My mind is an enigma within a puzzle wrapped in mysteries! ...And a cookbook.

Oop- [She tucked her face against where his neck met his shoulder.]

Not peeking! ...

[Her grip on him softened, wound inward, more of an embrace than simply hanging on. Any prints G'raha's shoes left in the grass and even the cobble seemed to spring those same clover blossoms, dewy and sweet.]

...You're very warm...