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

How was it? Weird. Frustrating. Painful. A huge relief. Koa shrugs, not knowing how to encapsulate his emotions into words, not trusting anything he would say to have a positive effect. "I'm glad she's safe," he answers simply, which is true. "Probably best not to talk to much more about it here. Y'know, given..." he gestures vaguely toward the Tower, though really the boy is more afraid of Flora than Dahlia just now. Forcing himself to relax, Koa offers his arm to Flora, accompanied by an only slightly strained smile that softens as he gazes down at the blonde. "Plus, I'd rather focus on us. We still have dinner, after all."

As they continue walking he can feel himself start to ease, anticipation of the main event fluttering in his chest. Stubbornly, Koa is determined to make this a great date, past or current flames and misunderstandings be damned to Mort and back. He's worked hard on this, put in time and thought and careful planning to make things just right. If swallowing his pride is what's required to make it work, so be it.

"Hey, do you hear that?" They've come to a fork in the road, with a sign for 'Oerwoud' on the western path. Beyond, a faint sound can be heard, like strains of humming on the breeze. As they press forward the humming will grow louder, taking on the harmonious notes of a string quartet as mimicked by vibrating, colorful wings.

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