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[ He's the instigator of most other things, why not this, as well? She is a patient woman and doesn't mind waiting, still, even now. They both have their hang-ups, some of which she still thinks on and surely he does, too. The loss she'd once experienced in addition to being here, in Verens. The idea that they may lose this and never regain it upon going back where they came from or that one of them may stay here much longer than the other to boot. It's a worrisome thought, but not one that's so overpowering that she'd be willing to reject this for what it is.

She feels warm, but not just that anxious rush of being flushed or worried about a reaction. It's pleasant beyond just touch -- although further touch surely cements that feeling. The hand on her hip is something she settles into and would be delighted to have carry on for any length of time, anywhere.

Parting, she sighs. Her shoulders lower, lacking the tension that she naturally has any other time. For all intents and purposes, it's easily a swoon. Nearly light-headed, she almost automatically ducks her head with chin to chest, tips of her fingers curved onto her neck. ]

I-Is that so? I will be expecting more of that in the future, in that case.

[ She tilts her head as she turns away and starts to shuffle when gently hooking her arm to his to carry on. It's easier to just drop it because it isn't as if they'll never be together again. There's plenty of time for smoocharoos. ]

What else should we pick up?

[Oh, how his opinions have changed since their initial arrival to Empatheias. Wanting to go back home, versus wanting to stay here. Forgetting everything about this world, versus the memories they have and still are creating. Nanu doesn't like to think about it. He doesn't even know how he stands on the decision anymore.]

[Despite the issue being tied directly to her, looking at Anabel tends to make most problems melt away. Especially when she looks so happy, yet relaxed; and even more so when he knows she's feeling this way because of him. It's an ouroboros he doesn't want to be broken, the feedback cycle of feeling warmth and happiness (and love) that spreads to each other and prolongs for as long as they have the opportunity to react.]

[Anabel's little sigh and the way she curls in on herself... Nanu definitely wants to experience that again. You know...if he has to.]

[He takes her arm just as soon as she links it with his, and doesn't protest to moving on with the conversation. They're doing the exact same before, except now it's even more tooth-rottingly domestic. And he's happy with that.]

...Ehh... You want to pick out anything special for Latios? [god they're both blushing, it's so damn obvious] For reuniting, and all.

[ It's something better to not think on. There's no answers they can acquire until they're there, at that point. Things might be different for them, they might be gone permanently or they might come back here for a week or two weeks or months. There were no answers, whether they be estimated or certain. It's better to enjoy what they have now.

It's something that Anabel has learned long ago. Taking time for granted is something she tries not to do, even if she won't remember and will lose it all over again.

What they share now is an extension of what she's always felt for him, a different thing than before but she's always been content in his company. It must be the same for him, though perhaps with more relief now that he is able to breathe more easily. The lack of secrets and her acceptance and understanding she hopes has helped to lead him down that path.

She doesn't think about holding his arm at all; it feels natural. There are other couples (and even friends) doing the same all throughout Verens, so she thinks nothing of it being particularly meaningful beyond the way it makes her feel safer and more comfortable. ]

Hm, I suppose I should! [ Blushing, but acting as if it isn't there. ] He still likes overly sweet things. I could just make some pokepuffs later for the lot of them. The only question is if you're up for the task of aiding me.

[That's something Anabel can compartmentalize nicely. The King of Pessimism, not so much. But he tries. For both their sakes.]

[She's right about him being able to breathe easier, though; despite the major changes to their dynamic recently...one as recently as about two whole minutes ago. Nanu wouldn't say it's perfect, but he's hardly like he used to be with the idea, let alone the physical intimacy. The fact that he locks arms without a second thought is a testament to that.]

You remember the last time I tried to help you make poképuffs?

[ At least if anything, Nanu can be predictable. When it doesn't involve her. She doesn't think the worst of him or thinks he believes negative things about her so much as... sometimes she just doesn't believe she's worth it. It feels like a dream some days.

This might be the closest thing she's ever had to "perfect". At least in her memories. She looks forward to each day in a very different way than she did back home and is filled with a different kind of joy and hope. She'd never really experienced it before, so she hadn't known just how good it was. ]

I still enjoyed myself. If you're afraid of a little flour, though, you needn't join me. [ Of course she appeals to it with a tease, but Nanu's the only one who would choose to take the bait with an agreement rather than fight against it. She liked that, though. ] Or is it that you're afraid Latios might follow you around like he's in love with you?

[And Nanu never believes he's worth it; worth her...love. Hell, this place might as well be a shared dream. Now that it's stopped being a nightmare for him, at least. Waking up next to her every morning...there's no way he can hate this world as much as he did.]

I'm just saying, it got everywhere. Claw tracks through the house for weeks...

[With this smile, though, she could get him to do anything. And just like grocery shopping, baking or cooking together is...foreignly, yet nicely domestic.]

You talk as though I haven't had a Latios-sized crowd of Meowth mob me for treats before.

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