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Jora shifted her weight, leaning back against the wall with a shrug. "Comfort over form, always," she grinned, thinking about how practical it all felt. When Sage brought up the rings, Jora's gaze softened, thinking about the stone he had found, the design that had come to life from his hands. "Yeah, I get what you're saying," she said, rubbing her chin. "It’d just be... real. But that’s okay, right? Something simple but meaningful. That's all that matters." She let out a quiet chuckle at the thought of trying to figure out the logistics of actually making it happen. "You know me, though. We’ll figure it out. Whether I’m working the metal myself or not, it’s still gonna be ours.” |
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Sage nodded with a soft smile, squeezing her hand lightly as he shifted to settle down next to her, resting his head lightly on her shoulder with a content sigh. "As long as we're together, I don't care what the rings look like," he admitted with a chuckle. It would still be his design, still have the personal touch to it all. So, if she wanted it in metal, then he was ok with that. After a while longer though, the sun started to go down. They watched the sunset, since it really was a beautiful time of the day. And it was nice to just linger there together. Eventually though, once the sun had dipped below the horizon and the moon had risen, they knew they had to go back to the house. So, that's what they did, wandering back to the house slowly, lingering in each other's presence as they moved back inside, greeting Selene and Lyra happily |
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Jora smiled softly, feeling her heart settle into a peaceful rhythm as Sage nestled against her. She squeezed his hand in return, the simple warmth of the gesture speaking volumes. "I like that," she murmured, her voice light, teasing even. "The rings don’t need to be grand, just meaningful... with you, they’ll always be perfect." She could feel the weight of his words settle in her chest, and it made her smile again. The quiet moments like this, wrapped up in the comfort of his presence, were always the most precious. The sunset was a perfect backdrop for their quiet time together—color spilling across the sky, the world slowing down as they watched the day slip into night. She leaned into him a little more as the last rays disappeared, her mind drifting between the moment and the future. As the moon rose, there was a soft sadness in knowing they had to leave, but it was fleeting. Hand in hand, they walked back, the quiet hum of their companionship filling the space around them. When they entered the house and saw Selene and Lyra, the familiar warmth of home wrapped around her like a blanket, and Jora couldn’t help but smile at how right everything felt. |
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