@outriiding : she was moving through the air like a shooting star, her eyes focused on her target & nothing else. the golden hair, a bright flower in her hair, she was laser focused. ❝ lumine! ❞ her arms were around lumine’s shoulders before she had even touched the ground, & she used the temporary height the wind gave her to press a kiss right to her cheek, lingering until her feet touched the ground, where she pulled away with a loud, ❝ mwah! ❞ amber ignored closing her glider to take lumine’s hands, a grin on her face. ❝ i heard you were back & i wanted to come see you! whaddya think? were you surprised? ❞
Amber can't know what she means to the god - girl; Lumine's never told her. Doesn't know how. How to explain to a human that Lumine is so much more than that, has spent a millenia in flight and then years trapped on the still ground, gravity eating her, slow, with dull teeth. That Amber offered her flight again, in any form at all, means everything. How much that means to the girl for whom flight is far more natural than walking.
It's why Amber is Lumine's best friend. It's why Lumine smiles, that ( increasingly rare, increasingly exhausted thing, she's more sick than she is tired and that's very sick indeed ) when they other collides with them and wakes them from their dissociation. It's why scarred limbs wrap gently around the other and help her guide herself to the ground. And Amber ———
Amber gives Lumine wings a second time. The realization that follows slots easily into Lumine's chest at the warm show of affection, unhesitating. The alien is always slow to realize this sort of thing. Despite the many months he's known Amber, he didn't realize that he —
"I was surprised," they say, smile falling but the light, even rarer, still sparking in their flat gold eyes. She leans nearer to return the affection, lips pressing to Amber's brow. It feels like a hollow movement, as empty as she is now, but she means it as much as she can mean anything. They're in love with Amber, after all.
