Sound of their breath fades with the light

Modesty is proud of herself for even being able to joke about all her fur falling out. She appreciates that Gil seems to recognise it's still a sensitive topic for her (even if her fur had grown back more luxurious the second time around). As he steps toward her, she moves to meet him halfway, burying her nose in the scar on his chest that she had given him. She didn't regret the action, and trailed her teeth up to groom the fur on the underside of his throat before moving closer to the laid-out picnic. No point letting such a romantic spread go to waste, they had all the time in the world.

"speech"