[He doesn't respond to that; he knows he doesn't have to. This is enough for him, and for her as well, it seems. For now they're both here, and... yeah, that's enough.
For a moment there's no response or reaction, and then quietly he tilts his head to brush it up against hers once more, leaving it there, and he just watches the lake, counting ripples and thinking about nothing except what lies before them here and now, in this secluded virtual space. For a while he can pretend to forget the rest.]
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For a moment there's no response or reaction, and then quietly he tilts his head to brush it up against hers once more, leaving it there, and he just watches the lake, counting ripples and thinking about nothing except what lies before them here and now, in this secluded virtual space. For a while he can pretend to forget the rest.]