While he tended to dwell on things that happened in the past, it was growing far easier to just push it all aside. Sulking over things that were entirely out of his control had never been productive for him - why would it help now? After all, Lillie had taken him here to get his mind off things, not to continuously dredge up the same repeating story of abandonment and loss that he seemed to struggle with. For now, he would do just that. Tomorrow, though, was a different story.
For now, the distraction was welcome. He stretched out gladly against her, happy to breath in her intoxicating scent and nuzzle his nose into her fur. Almost as soon as he spoke, though, he wondered if he'd made a mistake - if he wasn't simple being caught in the moment and letting words fly before he realized what he was doing. He didn't move as she set a paw down on his, instead shifting slightly to watch her. His expression was one of comical bewilderment, just for a moment, even though he was the one who had started speaking.
"I.." Lark paused, furrowing his brow slightly. "Ti amo," He'd never been very good with words, and while not the most fluent in Italian he had grown accustomed to speaking it with his family, here and there, and words of affection often came more easily to him using that tongue. He wrinkled his nose slightly, though leaned to place a kiss on her outstretched paw. "That means I love you. I guess it probably didn't need the dramatic question before, though, but.." He shrugged a bit absently Lark had never been all that articulate, and had never really had a way with words, but it had seemed suddenly important to say to her and he hoped she wouldn't laugh at him for it.
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