[She was charmed. It wasn't hard to jostle the romantic button she had-the one that had a soft spot for compliments, romantic movies, and the like. But wanting to be with her, know her...it warmed her. It might have been easy to tell, with her.
Like her being ecstatic about being so high above, so quickly; how he had made it so the cottages were so far below. But she too found herself drawn to the lights above, elation and the joy of seeing so beautiful anchoring her.
Even in this broken world, it was awe inspiring to behold. Though his compliment made her giggle, and lean against his side.]
What? My light? Never. That would...make you the moon to my sun, wouldn't it?
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Like her being ecstatic about being so high above, so quickly; how he had made it so the cottages were so far below. But she too found herself drawn to the lights above, elation and the joy of seeing so beautiful anchoring her.
Even in this broken world, it was awe inspiring to behold. Though his compliment made her giggle, and lean against his side.]
What? My light? Never. That would...make you the moon to my sun, wouldn't it?