EVIE
there ain't no doubt in no ones mind
The Evergreen's expression warms and softens all at once at the sound of his mirth, no matter its brevity. There you are, she thinks fondly. There is no doubting the stress they're under but it makes it easy to forget all they've done. The work of many hands over many years, efforts united only by the desire for things to be better. The same thread that pulls them through war times such as these. "You only say that because one of them was Sunjata," she teases, though it's entirely untrue. She doesn't see the destruction of the springs as a failure - merely an unavoidable outmaneuver. But there are still so many pieces left on the board, and the Evergreen has never been short on hope. You couldn't afford to be in the Grounds of her youth.
Just enough of her lips touch the water that it vibrates when her expression melts and she utters an, "Awwww! I wish I'd seen it!" Perhaps he'll be inclined to do it again after swaying Belial once? Though the thought perishes as his hands come to embrace her, and she is helpless but to follow where he leads her, sinking blissfully into his kiss as her own hands find their place around his forearms to hold him as surely as he holds her. There is no Attunement to let her share how she feels, but the overly-gentle pressure of her lips and the slow path of her fingers around his wrists says it for her. Even so, she thinks it as hard as she can; I love you.
that love's the finest thing around
