"…" — With awe, her silence almost appeared to hope for distance as overwhelming sensations, complex, confusing in delight, warmth and uncertainty came over her being. Taking her back into the intimacy they wanted with the subtle caress of his hand.
"Come to me even if I cannot understand it…" — Watching how his skin could wipe lovingly a tear's traces, Zeleskiaz resumed. Absorbing Marianne's attention in the intensity of his yearning hues. — "It does not matter what happened. Yet knowing that emotions invaded you, at the very least I am most certain that my hands will hope to tend your spirit into peaceful breathing again… just like this… remaining near to share your grief, my lady…"
"… haha….." — Marianne sighed a little laugh, refuging herself on the prince's hand. Cuddling her cheek to it so his sayings could do as promised more thoroughly. — "So in the end…"
"…"
"You simply want to be there if I hurt…"
