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She asked, of course. Valiant couldn't keep his expression neutral any longer, his smile widening into a silly grin. His heart hammered at the idea that his diaphanous hopes and dreams might soon be reality — something that was electrifying in both negative and positive ways. Change, though, was always frightening.

And Valiant had never once regretted taking a leap of faith for someone that he loved.

Someone that he loved.

Valiant knew that he loved Raindrop. They had known each other too long and too well for him not to. But now there was a romance to the word; something light and airy instead of weighted by sentiment and duty. It felt balanced, enduring — safe.

"They were happy," he said, his voice rough. He was too grateful to their young leaders to speak with any kind of steadiness on the matter. He waited for his throat to loosen before speaking again: "Did you talk to the kids?"