[ He still seems like himself. Whatever influence his crystal has over him, she would never want that to overtake him completely. They cannot choose the fates that lie in store for them, and she cannot like how his crystal imposed on him a new power to see a prophecy through... but she can choose to focus on the similarities they have because of it, their bond, and the relationship they share.
She appreciates how he makes this connection to her, and that appreciation forms into a smile that mirrors his own. Her fingers curl into his hand. ] Saying it like that... I suppose you're right. [ Human and crystal. ]
Even if you didn't absorb a part of the crystal within you, you'd still shine. I hope you don't forget that, either.
Uh-huh... I'll try not to, so long as you don't forget this.
[He lifts their joined hands to his lips, lightly kissing the back of hers. His ring is on that hand, but so too is the bracelet she'd given him; a connection of one crystal worn to offset the unpleasantness of another, to remind him that it isn't always hurtful or bad. So when he looks down he might think of her and not just his doomed future.
Whatever his thoughts, or her thoughts, might be about what they are and how they differ, he'd rather focus on how they're alike. That they're in love (daunting, but wonderful), that they're together (both, again) and that they chose this. Until they're forced apart by something he can't fight, this is what he wants, and he's happy.]
[ 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 appreciates how he makes this connection to her, and that appreciation forms into a smile that mirrors his own. Her fingers curl into his hand. ] Saying it like that... I suppose you're right. [ Human and crystal. ]
Even if you didn't absorb a part of the crystal within you, you'd still shine. I hope you don't forget that, either.
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[He lifts their joined hands to his lips, lightly kissing the back of hers. His ring is on that hand, but so too is the bracelet she'd given him; a connection of one crystal worn to offset the unpleasantness of another, to remind him that it isn't always hurtful or bad. So when he looks down he might think of her and not just his doomed future.
Whatever his thoughts, or her thoughts, might be about what they are and how they differ, he'd rather focus on how they're alike. That they're in love (daunting, but wonderful), that they're together (both, again) and that they chose this. Until they're forced apart by something he can't fight, this is what he wants, and he's happy.]
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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. ]