[ And this right here is why he did this in the first place: to see Kyrie happy.
Regardless of how sad this must seem in comparison to a fancy restaurant or a night out on the town with dancing and dining and beautiful things and sounds, Nero had made the most of what he could and, somehow, Kyrie hadn't laughed or thought it childish or plain sad. Though, in the future, he'd like to do something more special for her... even if this itself could be considered special in its own way.
He smiles, albeit sheepishly, and comes to embrace her gently while a cheek is pressed against the crown of her head. ]
I don't know about perfect but...
[ He lets that thought trail off before he comes to take her hand. ]
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Regardless of how sad this must seem in comparison to a fancy restaurant or a night out on the town with dancing and dining and beautiful things and sounds, Nero had made the most of what he could and, somehow, Kyrie hadn't laughed or thought it childish or plain sad. Though, in the future, he'd like to do something more special for her... even if this itself could be considered special in its own way.
He smiles, albeit sheepishly, and comes to embrace her gently while a cheek is pressed against the crown of her head. ]
I don't know about perfect but...
[ He lets that thought trail off before he comes to take her hand. ]
Come on, don't want the food to get cold.