[His hand goes painfully tight around hers as the light goes white. He doesn’t pull away, because he’s no fool; because no matter what instinct wants to tell him, he knows that there is nowhere safer right now than at Zelda’s side. Even if by her side is, in this case, for this moment, floating in this horrible void.]
[The moment passes more quickly than he expects it to, and he shivers out a sigh before remembering to loosen his grip on her hand. He doesn’t let go, though. At this point, he won’t until he’s asked to. He rests his other hand over hers as she reaches to steady herself on his arm.]
To say something . . . ?
[He remembers, yes. But it’s not the sort of thing he ever put any active thought into. What would he have done that for? Who would he have thought up practice vows for? Just her. Except he never did, because they were both in denial.]
About what our Bond will mean, and what we mean to each other, if I remember right. Mm. [After a moment’s thought, he quirks a faint smile at her, more confident than he feels.] I think we can do that. It doesn’t have to be long, does it? It’s not anyone’s business but ours.
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[The moment passes more quickly than he expects it to, and he shivers out a sigh before remembering to loosen his grip on her hand. He doesn’t let go, though. At this point, he won’t until he’s asked to. He rests his other hand over hers as she reaches to steady herself on his arm.]
To say something . . . ?
[He remembers, yes. But it’s not the sort of thing he ever put any active thought into. What would he have done that for? Who would he have thought up practice vows for? Just her. Except he never did, because they were both in denial.]
About what our Bond will mean, and what we mean to each other, if I remember right. Mm. [After a moment’s thought, he quirks a faint smile at her, more confident than he feels.] I think we can do that. It doesn’t have to be long, does it? It’s not anyone’s business but ours.