[ Brighten up he does, reaching up to feel the metal feather that rests under his shirt, emitting soft warmth he was slowly beginning to acknowledge as his own feelings. A tangible symbol, both vague enough to keep his thoughts in tangles and persistent in letting him know that there is nothing inherently wrong with that. Given time, he was almost sure he could figure that out on his own.
And maybe... he would tell her, then. For now, he hopes that she will still hold onto her beliefs despite what he's about to do, releasing hold of the charm to gently wrap his arms around her shoulders. It's stronger than him, and hardly forceful in its nature, but most importantly odd for how it seems to be capable of healing the unsteady beating of his heart. ]
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And maybe... he would tell her, then. For now, he hopes that she will still hold onto her beliefs despite what he's about to do, releasing hold of the charm to gently wrap his arms around her shoulders. It's stronger than him, and hardly forceful in its nature, but most importantly odd for how it seems to be capable of healing the unsteady beating of his heart. ]