[He'll miss that. He feels like he understands her more now, having been separated from Mila as long as she had. He kisses her brow, then each cheek. Slow and methodical, like he has all the time in the world to bless her with these kisses. And, thanks to things working out for once... maybe he does.]
... I'm not sure what to do with our newfound freedom. What - what should we do? Besides... stay stitched at the hip.
[ Each kiss does feel like a blessing; the last one is to his lips, his face in her hands, chaste, sweet, making up for what she thought had been a lost dream. Then she hugs him again, cheek on his shoulder. Cellar's forgotten wish was made years before she ended up in Saltburn, years before she ever imagined someone like Theo could exist, and yet this feels like the confirmation that what's in her contract is real. It came true. ]
… We could have our first date. [ Grinning. ] In the real world this time. Wait, oh my god — a road trip!
[It's been years since he had the ability to roam free - and even before then, his life was marred with the concept of always having Willem out there waiting. He's... free of that shackle, and the shackle of being entrapped in other universes. He seems stunned at the notion, smile reviving with another kiss, lip to lip and then to the tip of her nose.]
We could really? Where do you want to go? How do we - who has a van we can steal?
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[He'll miss that. He feels like he understands her more now, having been separated from Mila as long as she had. He kisses her brow, then each cheek. Slow and methodical, like he has all the time in the world to bless her with these kisses. And, thanks to things working out for once... maybe he does.]
... I'm not sure what to do with our newfound freedom. What - what should we do? Besides... stay stitched at the hip.
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… We could have our first date. [ Grinning. ] In the real world this time. Wait, oh my god — a road trip!
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[It's been years since he had the ability to roam free - and even before then, his life was marred with the concept of always having Willem out there waiting. He's... free of that shackle, and the shackle of being entrapped in other universes. He seems stunned at the notion, smile reviving with another kiss, lip to lip and then to the tip of her nose.]
We could really? Where do you want to go? How do we - who has a van we can steal?