Blackfeather Woods Walking by your side

It was the second time in the same hour that he'd admitted she was right. He was amazed by her ability to consider a different perspective and convince him that he was wrong. He felt very lucky to have a person in his life who was willing to hear him out, but had her own ideas about the best course of action. He had spent most of his life having only himself as a guide, only himself as the voice of reason. They were already a good team.
When she stopped, so did he. He saw her eyes, glassy and real. Taki.. He whispered, almost inaudibly.
And then she met him halfway. She moved close to him, settled into the place under him that felt too perfect to be real. She was willing to try, and that was more than enough for him. He felt her heart beating. The moment was long, and he felt something pure and deep, something familiar yet frightening. So, he leaned into it, smiling and closing his eyes as he lost himself in a dream.
Thank you, he breathed. He pulled back from her so he could look at her again with a gentle, warm stare. Once more he walked on if she would, finding the cool air helpful for his spinning thoughts. I'm just glad she's okay. I can't imagine how traumatic it would be for someone her age, he continued. Though the three of them were sharing sleeping quarters, he had been careful to give the girl space and not ask her about the event.