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

Sohalia

I wanna be your last first love

Soh reached to place another light, pausing briefly as he looked to her in surprise. She glanced over, head tilted, golden hair cascading over a shoulder. "Honestly? It's peace of mind for me, too." Her gaze softened. "Don't think you're the only one afraid to lose me. It goes the other way around, too." Maybe not as deeply-seated a fear, but there nonetheless: a nervousness that sometimes had her tossing and turning at night, or worrying too much during the daylight hours. She could usually talk herself out of getting too worked up, but... "And knowing that you would know if something was wrong... it's reassuring, for when we're apart."

She returned to placing lights, pausing only to toss her hair over her shoulder. She really should have tied it back, but too late now. "So, we like the heartbeat idea, but we need a little something for clarity," she summarized, tucking a few more lights among the roots. "Maybe we were onto something with the emotion thing, but maybe just for strong emotions. Or like, specifically fear?" After all, if a situation was truly life or death, she would imagine that fear would be high on her list of feelings.

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