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[thememorywitch]

[Naminé leans into that hand and then puts her hands over his. It's warm; she didn't even realize how much how much she had missed this. Even if he had only been gone for a short time, she didn't think she'd even experience this again.]

Not sure? That's okay though.

[She closes her eyes to listen to the sound.]

Did you know what my name means? It means "sound of the ocean wave."

[boundbynaught]

No I didn't... That's... amazing how dunamis works sometimes.

[ He slowly sits down next to her. ]

Not lightning or sparks or anything just... [ He puts his free hand over his own heart, feeling how it's racing. ] Echoes of a beach, on the edge of deep water.

[ Nervous. Excited. That's the feeling. He decides to lean over instead then, to very gently peck her on the cheek. He's so nervous the first time it's a very quick kiss. But there's no dunamis effects either. ]

Ah... Man, I gotta calm down.

[ He pulls his hands back into his lap, looking down at them with a deep blush spreading quickly - embarrassed by how many feelings she creates in him every time, and yet this time it's so much more. ]

[thememorywitch]

[Naminé laughs softly. Not to make fun of him of course. It's genuinely sweet to see how bashful he gets. Still...]

Are you sure you want to stay, Arden? If it's too much if you, I understand.

[boundbynaught]

[ He balks at the thought of leaving. ]

What? No! I- I want to.

[ He rests a hand on her thigh. ]

Maybe if... we just lay down and see how it goes. I want to h... hold you again.

[thememorywitch]

[Her face immediately goes red, and she reactively goes to hold his hand. With a nervous laugh, she gives it a squeeze.]

O-Okay that's fine as long as you're sure.

[She smiles and lies back, still holding that hand.]

[boundbynaught]

[ He's grateful for her leaning back first, because then it's easy to just slowly fall along with her. He gets a brief, smile-in-the-corner-of-his-mouth as he props himself up with his free hand, before finally settling down on his side. He flexes the hand she's holding, then resumes their finger-threaded position, pulling it up to rest in the center of her stomach...

His free hand he uses to touch her cheek with the back of his hand. It's been several long seconds since she said that, but he only just now takes a deep breath before answering. ]

It's not being unsure... at least, not about you.

[ Slowly, he works that free hand around her neck, upper back, and rests it on her opposite shoulder, still laying on his side so he can look at her properly while he speaks. ]

I just... hope I don't ruin this with more dunamis outbursts, that's all. I used to be better at controlling it, with my meditation, but tonight...

[ He flattens his mouth with a very brief shake of his head on the pillow. ]

I missed you so much, Naminé.