[And what a scene it must be, the giant furry and feathery beasts, covered in cooling, sticky taffy, kissing in the park like their very lives depend upon it.
For Rue, it has been months since they last saw Hob, much less kissed him, and even though they can not shake the lingering feeling of hurt that twists in their belly, to be kissed so deeply like this still feels like coming home. Like this is the very thing they have been missing from their life these past few months, like their very heart has returned to them at last.
They allow the kiss to continue far longer than fey propriety would ever dictate, before finally breaking away simply to breathe, a happy laugh already at their beak.]
The strength behind your loving words, the gentle way you have always held me - Oh darling, it still takes my breath away, every single time.
[As do his kisses, but Rue is not about to wax poetic about that in public.]
Tell me, my heart, how are you feeling? Well enough to travel back up to the surface with me? I confess, I did not prepare to stay very long down here in Tides, so I brought no other changes of clothing.
[They pull away just enough to show off their taffy-splotched dress to the bugbear, chuckling softly when they attempt to wipe a single paw off and it only spreads the mess further.]
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For Rue, it has been months since they last saw Hob, much less kissed him, and even though they can not shake the lingering feeling of hurt that twists in their belly, to be kissed so deeply like this still feels like coming home. Like this is the very thing they have been missing from their life these past few months, like their very heart has returned to them at last.
They allow the kiss to continue far longer than fey propriety would ever dictate, before finally breaking away simply to breathe, a happy laugh already at their beak.]
The strength behind your loving words, the gentle way you have always held me - Oh darling, it still takes my breath away, every single time.
[As do his kisses, but Rue is not about to wax poetic about that in public.]
Tell me, my heart, how are you feeling? Well enough to travel back up to the surface with me? I confess, I did not prepare to stay very long down here in Tides, so I brought no other changes of clothing.
[They pull away just enough to show off their taffy-splotched dress to the bugbear, chuckling softly when they attempt to wipe a single paw off and it only spreads the mess further.]