[The only thing that feels like flying is his heart as it races seeing her standing so precariously on the railing. His grip tightens a fraction as he watches her release the railing, a flash of fear naturally passing through. But he also tries to not let it take over, again reminding himself that he's the one in control of this dream and one slip really could spell disaster.
Maybe he's made her too confident around him—
At the same, glimpsing up at her face reveals the pure exhilaration and joy she has, and that allows the sun to seem to shine brighter and the surface of the water seem to sparkle beneath them. An expression she can only wear because of that trust she has in him.
So he's unable to answer, too focused on watching her instead.]
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Maybe he's made her too confident around him—
At the same, glimpsing up at her face reveals the pure exhilaration and joy she has, and that allows the sun to seem to shine brighter and the surface of the water seem to sparkle beneath them. An expression she can only wear because of that trust she has in him.
So he's unable to answer, too focused on watching her instead.]