Another thing they have in common: Zoya never thought there was nothing beyond what she had studied so intently on the map of her home.
His touch is a surprise, but not ill-received. There's no danger in it, no ill intent behind it. Zoya's used to being touched as part of the rules of courtly conduct, but given they're not at court but under the reign of the stars, she doesn't allow herself to think much of it. Sometimes a touch is merely a gesture, and Dion has been open with her since they'd stumbled upon one another.
Peering up at the sky, it takes her a moment to see it. "Ah. I see." She smiles. "I like flowers," she finds herself saying. "I always liked looking at them in the garden, but I never tried to find them in the sky. I haven't done this in a long time."
It's nice to take a moment. It's been a long time since she's been able to have a moment.
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His touch is a surprise, but not ill-received. There's no danger in it, no ill intent behind it. Zoya's used to being touched as part of the rules of courtly conduct, but given they're not at court but under the reign of the stars, she doesn't allow herself to think much of it. Sometimes a touch is merely a gesture, and Dion has been open with her since they'd stumbled upon one another.
Peering up at the sky, it takes her a moment to see it. "Ah. I see." She smiles. "I like flowers," she finds herself saying. "I always liked looking at them in the garden, but I never tried to find them in the sky. I haven't done this in a long time."
It's nice to take a moment. It's been a long time since she's been able to have a moment.