[Guren is quiet at first, his small smile in place from even before Dextera begins smiling and laughing. He has to turn and see that, of course, and take it all in, but his expression stays pretty even. He's making sure it does.
He's not any good at words, or he'd be telling Dextera how much that smile makes him happy. That this was a moment he was going to hold dear because he was able to share a different colored sky with him, and then they could relax, and laugh, and smile. That things like this are helping him so much, that his heart feels lighter, that his demon is barely being held back and every little bit counts.
Instead, he just lets out a breath that's almost like a sigh, or the end of a laugh that he gave up on letting out, his fond gaze turning away from Dex and back to the sunset. He's curious to see how the colors continue to change, and if they'll end.]
It's good to see you smile once in a while.
[Instead, with all of those feelings and all of those thoughts, that's all he says.]
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He's not any good at words, or he'd be telling Dextera how much that smile makes him happy. That this was a moment he was going to hold dear because he was able to share a different colored sky with him, and then they could relax, and laugh, and smile. That things like this are helping him so much, that his heart feels lighter, that his demon is barely being held back and every little bit counts.
Instead, he just lets out a breath that's almost like a sigh, or the end of a laugh that he gave up on letting out, his fond gaze turning away from Dex and back to the sunset. He's curious to see how the colors continue to change, and if they'll end.]
It's good to see you smile once in a while.
[Instead, with all of those feelings and all of those thoughts, that's all he says.]