One can only move while not observed, while the other is blind, and one is incredibly strong, but the other has a construct body they can't destroy by accident. I imagine the Warden walking up to the surface, feeling around marks it made on dark oak trees to the Pale Garden, and they know they've made it when the trees in front of them pop and creak. The eye blossoms relay information to the trees, and they crack to help the Warden get a lay of the land, until eventually they find the Creaking. I want them to dance together so bad, the Warden's souls calmed but it's heart beating rapidly, the Creaking's eyes covered by pale moss but they're too fixated on their partner to even notice. The Warden's hand holding onto the Creakings bend while they walts through a small clearing they made, embracing one another. The Warden's lips consume the Creaking's view, and they just with they could kiss back, but they're afraid that they might give their beloved a splinter. The Warden savoring the taste of bark and damp moss, while the Creaking imagines the sweet taste of rasins. The Creaking can't go too far from its heart, but the Warden makes sure to stay nearby. When day comes the Creaking goes to sleep, and the Warden burriws back down to the abyss, dreaming of the day it finds a nametag to make its beloved angel stay.

I’ll do a proper ref for it later