[ It's unprovoked instances like him kissing her hand that only reinforce her idea that he's natural at-- well, perhaps this isn't flirting. But he is a loving person. As he lowers their hands between them, she breaks their contact to steps forward to pull him into an embrace, placing her hands upon his arms, her head against his shoulder. ] I won't.
[ She won't forget him, if she can help it. She won't forget this, either, this moment in time upon a roof in an alien city with nothing but the twilight around them. So often have they spoken of the dawn, but the sunset is nice, too.
She pulls away from the hug, deciding to link her arm with hers. Her fingers slide over his hand, softly brushing over his rough knuckles to have her fingers interlace with his. Like this, she rests her head against his upper arm, turning her gaze back towards the barrier to enjoy with him. ]
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[ She won't forget him, if she can help it. She won't forget this, either, this moment in time upon a roof in an alien city with nothing but the twilight around them. So often have they spoken of the dawn, but the sunset is nice, too.
She pulls away from the hug, deciding to link her arm with hers. Her fingers slide over his hand, softly brushing over his rough knuckles to have her fingers interlace with his. Like this, she rests her head against his upper arm, turning her gaze back towards the barrier to enjoy with him. ]