[She looks down at her hand, looking surprised. Whether the warm sensation she's feeling is due to the physical benefits of bonding, or something else, she's not sure, but she smiles, and settles to lay in the grass beside him.
Intertwining fingers, she falls silent, watching the clouds move above them,] Speaking of that potion... what if we did it properly? With the ceremony and everything?
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Intertwining fingers, she falls silent, watching the clouds move above them,] Speaking of that potion... what if we did it properly? With the ceremony and everything?