[ Just by looking into her eyes he could tell how deeply this had affected her, perhaps in more ways than he would have wished for. Sadness, for one, didn't suit these beautiful features, so he sought to ease her feelings of worry with another squeeze of her hand. If time was what she needed, he would meet her hesitation with silence, but his expression was anything but uncaring as he willed himself to calm down for her sake.

When she finally spoke, he could feel himself being under the scrutiny of her questing fingertips, a sensation not as unfamiliar as it was powerful. True, he couldn't hear her, with the way she lay curled up against his chest, but she'd already manifested her intent with those few motions alone. To him, it was more than enough. ]

Ah, of course-.... The ocean. [ It definitely deserved an acknowledgment, being something the melodist brought up very often. ] It would be one of the advantages of staying here, where the view isn't obscured by the mountains. I... didn't think of that before.

[ At this point, he was no longer simply pretending that it was anything more than a hypothetical scenario playing out in his mind. Tear's participation made it seem real, allowing him to speak with newfound conviction. A future memory-in-the-making... that would help him face tomorrow without so much dread.

A sigh pushed past his lips, light and almost dreamy. Slightly loosening his hold of her body with the sole purpose of now being able to run his fingers through Tear's hair, he asked quietly. ]

What else can you see? I want to hear it.