castorice's cheeks were red , and her hands remained by her side as she got up on her toes . she took a few breaths before leaning in a bit . ' please forgive me β ' she closed the gap and planted a kiss onto his cheek .
Part of him pondered what could've had her so particular on this latest expedition. Allowing the great views of Amphoreus to be a hunting ground, searching avidly for lost texts had become a hobby of sorts. It was a reason to have her venture, to let the beauty of the world be enjoyed through one more lens. Normally their 'somewhat' level of chatter found itself stifled, lost by those very thoughts as they gained another break at an outcrop of ruins. There was preparedness, a level of tension that wasn't quite bad, but it was a frantic stir that he could pick up.
"Castorice?" Eventually his patience on the matter felt compelled to give a little nudge. Lately, the time they've spent introduced a lot of firsts, moments that were reminders for him, and newness for the maiden of death. A gentle huff escapes him, a set of bright eyes honed upon her.
"Y'know whatever you do have to say, I'm all ears, or-- we can take our time too." Caelus confirmed, eager to cover the bases. In some ways, it made him have a nostalgia for memories hazed with a TV like static, close in feeling but far in clarity. No deeper thoughts pressed on that road, and that natural rosy allure that blossomed upon her face compliments the scarlet, and in that moment it felt like an initial tug that escalates into an abrupt roller coaster.
Once again that defiance blends with a sweet gesture. A sweet, floral fragrance holds close and it'd be the brush of those tender lips, an act of endearment that immediately stalled naturally roaming thoughts to a standstill. Warmth was prominent, the gesture tender, it was a stir of life within that trailblazing heart as he's stunned in place. Hardly a second passes before he cants his head, allowing those searching golden eyes to hone upon her in surprised stupor.
That moment felt as if it lingered, by no means dragging, but it was a grace of Castorice sealed by her tenderness before the inevitable parting that allows silence to tide in for a fluttering second. Words felt hard to conjure, but what settles in the chest is also certain as Caelus briefly pivots upon the heels, adjusting to face her fully. How could the imagination even encapsulate what to even say?
Instead his answer finds itself in a means of closing that distance in kind. How his hand sought her's, carefully drawing it into his grasp, those titan slaying hands reflecting a gentle majesty as the smile that shines upon his lips says it all. For a small, private moment, silver meshes with that bright violet as their foreheads touch, a shot of bravery filling his own veins as he stared into those wondrous eyes. He could understand, just a little bit more why death enjoys being in the dominion of such gentle hands.
"Apologies have no place for actions like that... Not with the unforgettable warmth you bring."