I need to squeal over Bog and Marianne's moment of amorous adornment with the blue blossom. And not merely due to its sheer adorableness, but the fleeting, easily missable micro-motions that add so much to its impact. 🥰
When Bog places the flower into Marianne's hair, he strokes the long point of her ear with his index. It bounces back a wee bit when he removes his finger. But that's not all...
When he shifts that paw, her collar performs that same, tiny bounce. Some of those curled fingers were behind it. Whilst the plant fabric doesn't cling to her skin, due to the immensity and length of his digits they must have been touching her neck and hair.
But there's more! He brushes the bare skin between her shoulder and the collar when he withdraws his paw. Again there's a minuscule impact. And what that thumb does...
This physical endearment grants her after-reaction more meaning. She's trailing her digits along the path of his caress, showing how much she relished it.
This "feeling Bog's touch" effect isn't the first of its ilk either. When their hands clack together at "I never trust anybody!", she brushes the exact spot that connected with his skin with her right. Another wee instant easy to overlook.
Whilst an utter dork lord, I love how Bog doesn't blench at caressing Marianne in this semi-secluded setting. It's utterly different from the pressure of the raucous audience of several species at the end, which furthermore includes the Fairy King.
Sidhe-entific dissection over! 😂 What does everyone else think?
