[SE] find a way to lay it amongst the roots

Sohalia

I wanna be your last first love

A faint pink tinge crept into Soh's cheeks as she smiled sweetly back at Zavien. It wasn't that she was bothered by him knowing how she was feeling - it wasn't like she wouldn't just tell him if he asked, anyway - but she didn't want to burden him with every emotion that ran through her head throughout the day. As he started to backtrack, she quickly jumped in to stop him. "It's not that," she assured him. "I just don't want to bother you with things that aren't important. Like if I get irritated because someone didn't put enough sugar in my coffee order." Wrinkling her nose playfully, she shook her head, crouching to join him in pulling out lights. "I want to share everything with you," she reminded him softly, nudging his shoulder with hers. "But I don't want that to be too much."

Setting out a few of the smaller lights, Soh hummed thoughtfully. "Maybe we're overthinking it," she said with a small laugh. "I mean, an alarm bell is all well and good, but will I have to set it off somehow? Or if I'm actually in danger, would it alert you automatically?" She tilted her head to one side. "Sorry, I don't mean to make it so difficult, I just... I want whatever we do to be right." She wanted it to help, to be something they could rely on, not something they would have to question the efficacy of.

Till you're lying here beside me with arms and eyes open wide