[ Every time he thinks Venat looks as joyous as she can, she somehow manages to ratchet that elation up exponentially. There may be no upper limit to her warmth, her delight in new experiences, her love for the world. It soothes in a way that little else can.
Maruki laughs at that – certainly not at her! – and his brows shoot up past his messy flop of fringe. His hand drops to rest against the side of her neck, tucked into the cowl of her robe. ]
Is that so? Like I've said before, there are some things that us mere mortals got right.
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Maruki laughs at that – certainly not at her! – and his brows shoot up past his messy flop of fringe. His hand drops to rest against the side of her neck, tucked into the cowl of her robe. ]
Is that so? Like I've said before, there are some things that us mere mortals got right.