Even though he was muddied, too, and both of them were sopping wet, she couldn't pull her mind from him. He was, well... perfect. Natsu hadn't ever felt this way, not for anyone. Sure, she had loved her family while she was with them, and she had compassion for those she healed, but nothing was quite like this feeling. When he spoke, she pulled her eyes from him finally and turned them to the flowers. "Yeah, yeah they sure did," she said with a chuckle. The plants nearby seemed to sigh in contentment.
"Well, Natsuki, he's a hero... And if you'd like to spend a little time with him, we understand. Go on, enjoy the time you have with him tonight," they murmured. She smirked in response and gave the smallest nod, to which they chuckled.
"I would love to join you," she said, falling into stride right beside him. It would be a good night, the pair of them surrounded by themselves and their muses.
