[ the world clearly didn’t consider that being stranded in the rain leaves them with little else to do but flirt just in a different place. having to move five or six steps, oh no…

elysium draws thorns against his chest, resting his chin atop his head. ]

If we find a nice lakeside to settle by… maybe? We could build a lab, a garden, even a coop. It'd be nice——having a place we could really call home together.