[It looks good on his hand as Waver knew it would. More warmth and contentment curls through him to see it; this physical statement of all they share. He can't help but pull Iskandar in for another kiss as his happiness continues to spill over.
And another. And another.
Finally...]
I don't think I've ever been so happy.
[He shivers slightly as the breeze picks up on the mountainside. Servants are resistant to the elements, but that doesn't mean they don't feel them either. Yet he doesn't want to be chased inside yet; unwilling to leave the moment.]
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And another. And another.
Finally...]
I don't think I've ever been so happy.
[He shivers slightly as the breeze picks up on the mountainside. Servants are resistant to the elements, but that doesn't mean they don't feel them either. Yet he doesn't want to be chased inside yet; unwilling to leave the moment.]