The waves softly crashed on the coast as Tonrie and Andromeda sat on his balcony, overlooking the horizon in the afternoon sun. Their hands interlocked in a soft grip, experiencing the comfort and naturalness of their new dynamic.
"This feels…" Tonrie searched for the right words, "Right," he softly spoke, observing how perfectly their hands fit together. He then wrapped his arm around her, and she nestled comfortably under his embrace.
Andi nodded, "Yeah, we do kind of… fit… don't we?" She felt safe and secure, enveloped by his presence.
The two watched the glistening waves and ripples in the endless ocean, lost in the tranquil beauty of the moment.
Tonrie thought to himself how he was so calm, collected, and comfortable with Andi by his side, and that he just might be able to handle stepping into the ocean and handling the overwhelming surge of hydromantic information that floods his mind when he gets in.
