[It surprises him when Yoimiya breaks the silence between them as they watch the fireworks show. Even though she'd stolen glances at him during it, he can sense that it's something she really loves and that enjoying it with her is best done quietly, especially since she hasn't breathed a word about it until now. Her voice is quiet still, so he sends a smile her way while direction his attention back to the sky.
Tartaglia almost immediately recognizes what's beginning to form, the waves of the sea being replicated in bright lights that shimmer downwards and don't fade away immediately like some other fireworks do. And to top it off, the image of the narwhal- his celestial body in the sky, a symbol of his ambition and one of the very weapons he uses to defeat his enemies- explodes in a brilliant display, the light of it reflecting in his eyes as he stares up in wonder, mouth open wide in a wide smile. It's almost as if he's regressed to the boy who used to look up at the stars with a child-like innocence, before he learned the truth of the world.
When it finally fades, the Harbinger lifts his head to look over to Yoimiya with appreciation, expression soft.]
Yoimiya...
[He's left speechless for a moment, choosing now to lift a hand to hold her face, brushing his thumb across her cheek.]
Thank you. That's one of the nicest things anyone's ever done for me. It was absolutely splendid, in every fashion.
[Leaning in, he captures her once again in a kiss, deep and inviting. The buzz of adoration for her fills his chest, his gesture tender. He wants to return the favor to her somehow, to this amazing woman he'd met on his trip to Inazuma...but for now, he'll be happy to drown in affection and appreciation.]
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Tartaglia almost immediately recognizes what's beginning to form, the waves of the sea being replicated in bright lights that shimmer downwards and don't fade away immediately like some other fireworks do. And to top it off, the image of the narwhal- his celestial body in the sky, a symbol of his ambition and one of the very weapons he uses to defeat his enemies- explodes in a brilliant display, the light of it reflecting in his eyes as he stares up in wonder, mouth open wide in a wide smile. It's almost as if he's regressed to the boy who used to look up at the stars with a child-like innocence, before he learned the truth of the world.
When it finally fades, the Harbinger lifts his head to look over to Yoimiya with appreciation, expression soft.]
Yoimiya...
[He's left speechless for a moment, choosing now to lift a hand to hold her face, brushing his thumb across her cheek.]
Thank you. That's one of the nicest things anyone's ever done for me. It was absolutely splendid, in every fashion.
[Leaning in, he captures her once again in a kiss, deep and inviting. The buzz of adoration for her fills his chest, his gesture tender. He wants to return the favor to her somehow, to this amazing woman he'd met on his trip to Inazuma...but for now, he'll be happy to drown in affection and appreciation.]