Permafrost Hollows We All Float Down Here

Alarian was relieved when something he said seemed to get through to her. He leaned forward tentatively, aiming to press his nose against her cheek if allowed-- but he let a beat pass before he tried to make the contact, giving her time to move away if she wanted. Whether Korei allowed the touch or not, his response was immediate: Of course. I promise-- that will never change.
He meant that more than even he could fathom. Korei had come to be an essential part of his life. The boy couldn't imagine going through a day without her sweet, gentle presence. He didn't plan to ever have to, if he could help it.