... Maybe we were. [Ace's behaviour merits a curious look from her, prompting Tear to take another step closer to peek at his face. While such an expression was endearing enough on its own, his choice of words were enough to draw out a faint blush on the melodist's own cheeks.

... That she was just now noticing that she still held on to his hand, however lightly it was, did nothing to deter the warmth she was feeling. Nevertheless she tried to keep it in check anyway, granting him a smile of her own instead of pulling away as she absentmindedly pushed a loose strand of hair out of her face.]

Celebrations like this one didn't really happen where I grew up, so I can't say I'm familiar with any of it. Even if it's true for this one, you know you can come over to spend time together whenever you want, right?

[Though she could always take the initiative herself, now that she realised it.]