[Vianca looked down at their joined hands. A physical connection? Or maybe deeper, more like the soft, unspoken conversations that grass types had with the life around them. The kind that Vianca wasn't sure if she should have had. Maybe. Maybe not.
But it was worth a try. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes like him, trying to gently... push her thoughts towards him? Entirely unsure of what she was actually attempting to do, her best guesses were along the lines of multiple little thoughts like 'Hello Noctis' and 'Here I am' while she gingerly squeezed his hands.]
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Date: 2019-12-04 11:46 pm (UTC)[Vianca looked down at their joined hands. A physical connection? Or maybe deeper, more like the soft, unspoken conversations that grass types had with the life around them. The kind that Vianca wasn't sure if she should have had. Maybe. Maybe not.
But it was worth a try. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes like him, trying to gently... push her thoughts towards him? Entirely unsure of what she was actually attempting to do, her best guesses were along the lines of multiple little thoughts like 'Hello Noctis' and 'Here I am' while she gingerly squeezed his hands.]