[He's glad he can rest easy knowing that Yoimiya would keep his secret, and he's grateful that she's been so understanding of his situation. It makes him feel better about opening up more to her, that when the time arises he'll be able to share more of his feelings and concerns, worries and anxieties. Taking a deep breath, he smiles warmly back to her before her lips come up to capture his own, eyes closing as he feels himself being swept away by her love, pouring his own back into their kiss as an affirmation, and a thank you. A thank you for standing by his side.
As they separate, Tartaglia can feel how light-headed he's become, laughing as the dizziness dissipates from his mind. He wasn't sure how this all got so serious, which brings his thoughts back to the sword that lies inside of him now.]
Thank you. [His hand comes up to cup her cheek, his expression reflecting his appreciation for her devotion.] Your words mean more than I can express. But let's no dwell on such a heavy topic for now. I'd like to move onto something else. You've got to learn how to wield a sword now, don't you?
[He grins. If there is anyone here who'd love to teach her how to use it, it's him.]
How about it? A little training in preparation for the day when you can unsheathe it properly from me. I've got a feeling that there's a reason why the weapon took the form of a sword.
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[He's glad he can rest easy knowing that Yoimiya would keep his secret, and he's grateful that she's been so understanding of his situation. It makes him feel better about opening up more to her, that when the time arises he'll be able to share more of his feelings and concerns, worries and anxieties. Taking a deep breath, he smiles warmly back to her before her lips come up to capture his own, eyes closing as he feels himself being swept away by her love, pouring his own back into their kiss as an affirmation, and a thank you. A thank you for standing by his side.
As they separate, Tartaglia can feel how light-headed he's become, laughing as the dizziness dissipates from his mind. He wasn't sure how this all got so serious, which brings his thoughts back to the sword that lies inside of him now.]
Thank you. [His hand comes up to cup her cheek, his expression reflecting his appreciation for her devotion.] Your words mean more than I can express. But let's no dwell on such a heavy topic for now. I'd like to move onto something else. You've got to learn how to wield a sword now, don't you?
[He grins. If there is anyone here who'd love to teach her how to use it, it's him.]
How about it? A little training in preparation for the day when you can unsheathe it properly from me. I've got a feeling that there's a reason why the weapon took the form of a sword.