[Even now, he hardly has a clue as to what he should do when faced with such proximity. It's exciting and new, though he suspects the novelty of it will always be there. And because of the intense surge in fondness, it takes him a moment to gather himself before he tentatively grasps her by a shoulder and looks at their reflection, where they now sport a fresh pair of ears each.]
The bloom I wish to see the most . . . would be you.
[See how she shines in the mirror. It isn't a direct answer, but the sight of Yingying like this, untethered in her joy, is breathtaking indeed.]
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The bloom I wish to see the most . . . would be you.
[See how she shines in the mirror. It isn't a direct answer, but the sight of Yingying like this, untethered in her joy, is breathtaking indeed.]