A soft sigh that was part content and part out of her element escaped Qatrand er Yecine's throat. The heiress claimed that outbursts like this weren't likely to happen again - and while the swordswoman was inclined to believe her, at least compared to her obvious lie a few moments before… she still needed to address the other part of the cause.
"I missed you too, by the way. You might find it silly, but I woke up and greeted you every morning in my mind with a hand to my heart."
Rather than silly, it just made the 'best' even better! The tendrils of her beloved's spirit coiled around her were pushed away by a sudden bloom of 'fondness'. As if in reward for her response, another small kiss was planted on her forehead - and El finally began to question why her Qat was being *so* intimate.
