Silver Moonlight

The steel blue boy gave a soft hum of acknowledgement when Lillith said she appreciated him not leaving her and wanted him to know it. "Well, you're welcome all the same," he said. There was a brief pause of quiet between the two young wolves while they simply took in the night, enjoying it for all its worth before winter came and took ahold of the land once more. Lillith asked if he still suffered from insomnia now, and he chuckled and flashed a smile he didn't know if she'd see or not from their current positions. "Well, I'm wide awake now, aren't I?" he remarked with a little more of his usual harmless snark. "Some nights are worse than others. It's gotten better the older I get. When I was real young, before my first birthday, getting me to bed was almost impossible for my mom! I was just restless, I guess."

Romulus didn't lift his cheek from Lil's head as he spoke, comforting her in all the ways he could without smothering her for fear of causing another reaction like the one he'd gotten in bed with her. He still gave her all the freedom to pull back and slip away if she wanted to take it. He just couldn't help himself before. He was passionate and intense by nature, and when he let himself go, it had been too much and overwhelmed the poor adolescent fae. Lillith came up with a suggestion of going camping so she could stay up and see the stars every night, fantasizing about that life for a moment. Roman hummed pensively, picturing digging a fire pit for a campfire and snuggling around it in the nighttime woods, just the two of them under the stars. He was apprehensive, still uncertain of if he'd be able to restrain himself, but if they kept their spacing and just remained friends, he could probably manage.

"I did a lot of camping on my own when I left home. Well, until I found you and you brought me here to be held in your castle against my will," he said with a clear tone of jest in his voice, a teasing grin on his muzzle. "It's fun. Getting to be out amongst nature really puts the world into perspective for you. Once the winter passes, if you'd still like to, we could go for a trip. And if your dad doesn't kill me for taking you on such a dangerous adventure!" More teasing, but it was the sort of humor he felt she needed right about now. A distraction.

"Speech"