The Sunspire i don't see red 'cause

Taikon snorted out a laugh at the declaration that Zephyr had also completely forgotten about their two charges. Takiyok would not be impressed with him in this moment of sheepish romance. She wasn't impressed with a lot of things.
There was a beautifully warm moment that passed between them. It felt as though they were holding a small, fluttering bird as their hearts beat together. There was a hint at possibilities, at a new life. This scared him. Taikon tried to hold onto the purity of the feeling, but he knew that reality would come back again. They had forged a strange, multicoloured strand in a tapestry, and now it was time to zoom out again and realize there may not even be room for it. He didn't know what the future held. He didn't know how to make a plan. He already made a plan before with Takiyok, but that plan hadn't involved any of the shit they were dealing with.
Taikon nodded as Zephyr mentioned they should head back, pulling away slowly from him. His lips curved into a smirk as he remembered their escapade and intense conversation, his body still buzzing with excitement over it. Well don't take all the credit, he joked, bumping him again with his shoulder and trotting forward, back toward the camp. They had failed quite terribly to properly scout, but hopefully the camp hadn't burned down in their absence. He addressed the silvery boy again, still grinning stupidly. Maybe we can talk about.. you know, what this means.. after we get to your woods. When everyone's safe, he added, glancing at her him, hoping he would be okay with postponing something more 'serious.'