Their laughter echoed through the park as they walked, the adrenaline slowly dissipating into a warm, fuzzy feeling of accomplishment. Arthur, still buzzing from the ride, suggested they cool down with a slow ride on the riverboat that meandered through a meticulously landscaped miniature world.
As they glided past miniature villages bathed in the soft glow of tiny streetlamps and watched miniature trains chug along miniature tracks, a comfortable silence settled between them. It wasn't the awkward silence of strangers, but a comfortable quiet that allowed them to process the whirlwind of emotions they'd shared.
"That was..." Francesca began, searching for the right words.
"Intense. Exhilarating. Terrifying."
Arthur chuckled, nodding in agreement.
"Definitely all of those things. But you know," he added, his voice dropping a notch lower,
"Seeing you conquer your fear... that was pretty amazing."
