Rias settled beside him, the two of them shared a comfortable silence, the sound of the wind and the distant hum of the city below providing a soothing backdrop. Rudy's bare skin felt a curious warmth where it was pressed against her, a contrast to the chilly breeze that continued to tousle their hair.
"You know," Rias began, her gaze fixed on the horizon, "there's something about the early morning that's truly enchanting. It's a moment suspended between night and day, where anything feels possible."
Rudy nodded in agreement, his gaze now fixed on the same horizon. "Yeah, it's like a fresh start, a blank canvas waiting to be painted with whatever we choose."
Rias turned her head to look at him, a soft smile gracing her lips. "You have a way with words, Rudy."
He met her gaze, his eyes holding a mix of sincerity and fondness. "I guess I've had plenty of time to think about things, especially with everything that's happened."
