[ cyno might not be a botanist, but that doesn't mean he can't enjoy and appreciate the beauty of this garden. the air smells fresh and crisp, and the lush, verdant bursts of foliage are lovely to look at - and that's not even counting the flowers themselves. they paint a hundred colors across the landscape, their fragrance filling the air..
tighnari also isn't the only one enjoying the moment for the company. cyno always cherishes tighnari's companionship, but there's no arguing that this is a little different, a little.. dangerously romantic. yet he doesn't resist it. can't resist it. and when tighnari places that rose behind his ear, smiling so beautifully, cyno's face flushes warm again, his eyes flicking a little wider, fixed on tighnari's face.
and then he smiles. ]
Beautiful. Yes.
[ cyno swallows thickly, and before he can overthink it too much, he asks: ]
Would you dance with me, Tighnari?
[ they're still more than close enough to the venue to hear the music. ]
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tighnari also isn't the only one enjoying the moment for the company. cyno always cherishes tighnari's companionship, but there's no arguing that this is a little different, a little.. dangerously romantic. yet he doesn't resist it. can't resist it. and when tighnari places that rose behind his ear, smiling so beautifully, cyno's face flushes warm again, his eyes flicking a little wider, fixed on tighnari's face.
and then he smiles. ]
Beautiful. Yes.
[ cyno swallows thickly, and before he can overthink it too much, he asks: ]
Would you dance with me, Tighnari?
[ they're still more than close enough to the venue to hear the music. ]