Northstar Vale breathe in your fiery air

Though he had not always been this way, some part of Nathaniel knew that without his firebird he would be more content with inaction. That much was apparent now; he hesitated for another moment, still unwilling, but the worry in her eyes urged him on. He leaned down to press his muzzle to hers. It was several beats before he could convince himself to pull away— and suddenly he knew what he wanted to say.
Something has been on my mind. He began, studying her with an uncharacteristic vulnerability to his gaze. You— us. Do you—
Nathaniel paused; emotions were always more difficult than he anticipated. Do you regret any of it?