Turnabout is fair play. If she hadn't been trying to find a center of calm in that moment, she might have snorted. Of course it was. Though, they'd probably caused a blush for each other enough times for the evening. Or, well, at least in his location. Home alone together with a tub of gelato and coffee was entirely fair game.
His squeeze was comforting, enough that she felt that she could start breathing again, trembling mostly subsiding. She lets out a slow breath, her eyes focusing on him as a way to ground herself as well. And the dance continues without a missed step.
<<"Of course it does. Every Season is like that. They all have their ups and downs, toils and dangers. We probably know that better than any other Season given the sacrifices we make, but then, we know what we signed up for there.">> There is a certain gravity to the code as she says it, more than she expected, but it just felt correct. She is fae - she knows better than to make any rash or quick decisions with her words.
Words are powerful; humans, fae, and the Wyrd can and will hold you accountable for them. There is also a difference, however, between them - she really did know what she was signing up for. She'd been through this before, walked these steps, done this dance, though in what almost feels like an entirely different life. The question was perhaps rather, did he know what he was signing up for?
<<"And thinking of the dangers of the seasons, at some point, we should talk about this coming Winter. Well after this, of course.">> She smiles faintly. This is turning into a dance of an entirely different level. Layer upon layer to the point it is almost difficult to follow, and it would be if you were looking in from the outside. The idea of forming an Oath with him at some point though causes another warmth to spread within her. Promises should have benefits, but even beyond that, there is also something to the idea of being Wyrd bound, even for a short time. Knowing that the other will truly take their words seriously, promises worth more than anything that can be written on paper, as it is sealed with your own will.