I wanna drink cheap wine with you

I couldn't utter my love when it counted
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now

"I haven't been, but reports aren't good." Koa sighs, shaking his head as a line forms between his brows. Everything he's heard about the current state of the Wilds frames a picture that's rather bleak - in other words, not what he wants to dwell on now. Not when Flora's fingers are laced through his, intertwined and interwoven by invisible threads of fate. Better to stay with her in the sunlight. Their story has had enough gloom.

He lifts their hands up to his lips, a kiss as natural as a thought brushed over the knuckle of her thumb as they carry on.

"Well, I'm honored to get to share your first time," Koa grins down at Flora, nudging her back as their upper arms brush, sending electricity down his spine. As for his familiarity? "Yeah, I come here whenever I can. Sometimes I volunteer - Lena's been great about letting me tag along. Or I try to get assigned for patrol."  The boy shrugs, his smile dimming into something bittersweet. "When I was a kid I sometimes thought I'd be a caretaker when I grew up. Or a vet." He laughs, shaking his head as if to say can you imagine a stranger dream?

Koa

And I couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now

totally sniped from odd ilu