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[There may be something to be said for both their dedication that they're still friends, even now. At first, she wasn't sure quite how they'd manage it, but... she'd been more than willing to try. He was too important to her for her not to. Still, it stung, remembering how she'd failed him, and unfortunately that did tend to happen when they were around each other. That said, she's always happy, truly, to see him. She's got that to look forward to at the moment, at least, as she waits.]

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[She hesitates, then shakes her head.]

You... can't have been that bad off.

[Right?]

[Tilts his head.]

What do you think?

I--....

[She looks at him, then-- looks away.]

I mean... you're strong, Ven.

[And since when has she ever made that much difference-- That's not really an answer, Naminé.]

Not that strong.

--....

[She looks back up at him, a little uncertain and lips missing her smile.]

[It's hard not to feel both terrible and touched all at the same time.]

I really missed you.

[... She lets out a breath.]

I really missed you too.

[She'll just. Hold onto him a little more tightly.]

[The train arrives and he drops her hand to wrap an arm around her instead.]

[She leans into his hold, and for a second all she wants to do is maybe press her face into his shoulder and perhaps shed a few tears, but she very firmly refrains and instead just stays tucked against him until they're on the train.]

You okay?

[He guides her to sit down, keeping an arm around her.]

Yes. Yes, I'm okay.

[She sits next to him, one hand moving up to press over the one holding her close, and then she just-- turns her face against his shoulder. She doesn't cry, but she does close her eyes.]

I just-- I'm... so happy.

[So happy she doesn't even know what to do with herself or all the leftover feelings from missing him, welp.]

[gdsjhgfds he keeps holding her, keeping that arm securely around her.]

[Good boy, Ven. She's kind of got to deal with the feelings on her own, probably.]

... It's... funny. Being able to-- say that.

[Don't cry don't cry don't cry DON'T CRY FROM HAPPINESS THAT'S STUPID]

It's not. You should be happy.

[He rubs her back a little at that.]

I am...! I mean it.

[She can finally mean it. She opens her eyes, and they're warm, even in that raw kind of happiness that seems to hurt a little, too.]

I've never been so happy.

[She's also trying not to let her eyes well up but she's nooooot quite succeeding.]

[It sounds so genuine that he can't help it. He keeps her close, before dropping a quick kiss on her forehead.]

--!

[Her eyes squeeze shut, then open a bit wider in surprise, mouth briefly forming an 'o' before spreading into a smile, which she turns up toward him. Way to get her blushing, Ven.]

It's really nice to see you genuinely happy.

Hee.... I'm glad. It's thanks to you, you know.

[Now that she feels free to be happy, that is - it still needs a cause, after all.]

I hope it stays that way.

[Petpet on the head.]

If you keep being yourself, I think it will.

[Brb reaching up to petpet the hand that petpet'd her head.]

Yes, ma'am.

[Pettings!!!]

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[He started it, okay! And she's only too happy to have the opportunity.]

Good. Thank you.

[Welp, time to get ice cream. He offers her his arm again.]

[When is it NOT time to get ice cream? Definitely taking that offer~.]