[ Ranked among kisses across the universe, it's nothing special. It's a perfectly adequate first kiss, ignoring the fact that the two of them are as exceptional as Nameless come (a girl in the ice, a cast out high elder). It's just a sweet, simple moment.
Dan Heng likes simple moments. It's nice, when everything falls into place with a sense of "this is right." It gives him a clarity of purpose, a straight line from point A to point B in navigating the world. As they kiss, it feels like everything narrows down to that single point, her mouth against his. The smaller details are still there, of course; March's wrist is still caught in his one hand, his other now bunched in her jacket as he holds on tight. The floor rumbles as the Express' thrusters start to fire and they begin to move towards the next safe warp point. But the important part is so simple, so... nice. He thinks he likes this.
Eventually, Dan Heng pulls back back, drawing in another unsteady breath. His mouth feels cold now (nice), and her hands are still cool (also nice), and they're so close together that he feels like his hand gripping March's jacket holding him up more than his own two legs are, almost.
He should say something, right? Right. Right? What's there to say, though? ]
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Dan Heng likes simple moments. It's nice, when everything falls into place with a sense of "this is right." It gives him a clarity of purpose, a straight line from point A to point B in navigating the world. As they kiss, it feels like everything narrows down to that single point, her mouth against his. The smaller details are still there, of course; March's wrist is still caught in his one hand, his other now bunched in her jacket as he holds on tight. The floor rumbles as the Express' thrusters start to fire and they begin to move towards the next safe warp point. But the important part is so simple, so... nice. He thinks he likes this.
Eventually, Dan Heng pulls back back, drawing in another unsteady breath. His mouth feels cold now (nice), and her hands are still cool (also nice), and they're so close together that he feels like his hand gripping March's jacket holding him up more than his own two legs are, almost.
He should say something, right? Right. Right? What's there to say, though? ]
... Hi.
[ Unserious behavior. ]