She quickly looks away, playing with the golden ornament hanging on her clothes to try and ease the sudden sheepishness. ‘ Well, that’s just…An idea, you can say your own suggestions and wishes and we can work with that, okay? It’s…Our life together after all, not mine ’
⠀⠀’we needn’t rush. we have plenty of time———though, the wind shall pick up beforehand, in around fourteen minutes.’ ruby orb casts gaze over shoulder, ere crescents with kittenish mirth.
⠀⠀roseate tongue poked between petalled lips to taste dew——tinged zephyr, ere slinked back into maw with hum of ponderment. ‘it will rain in approximately twenty seven minutes.’ ^^