[ That matters not-- words of someone who is duty-bound, placing a directive far above what they feel and, also, quite easily a deflection. She understands, being what she is. However, she thinks, he shouldn't have to suffer for it; perhaps she can make this hand-holding experience as idly pleasant as possible for him. ]
Then... walk with me, Somnus.
[ She releases one of his hand to be by her side, while the other still keeps his in hers. Pyra steps away, distancing themselves, but through their joined hands tugs him along.
She continues, a joking tone light on her tongue: ] How to hold hands... we'll learn how to perfect this by the end of the day.
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Then... walk with me, Somnus.
[ She releases one of his hand to be by her side, while the other still keeps his in hers. Pyra steps away, distancing themselves, but through their joined hands tugs him along.
She continues, a joking tone light on her tongue: ] How to hold hands... we'll learn how to perfect this by the end of the day.