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Emil took notice to the faint tint of pink that spread across Marta’s cheeks, which in turn only made him even more self conscious. It was one of those embarrassing but good kinda things to hear, but no matter how nice it was to hear Marta say those kinds of things, that didn’t change the fact that Emil would clam up a bit and fumble around with words as he tried to string together a proper response while not coming across stupid.
Emil had to admit there was some traits Marta had that he envied. Despite clearly being embarrassed by what she was saying, Marta was always able to say what was on her mind. Emil wished he could just come out and say whatever it was that he felt, but it was so hard for him. All those months he spent in Luin with his aunt and uncle, where everyone clearly hated him and he became a little self deprecating, Emil found it difficult to fully voice his opinions.
Though, Emil knew all things considered he came an incredibly long way. He was able to say most things on his mind, and actually like who he was a person, come to love someone with all of his beings, and found merit in his life and things worth fighting for.
The person Emil was now was infinitely a much better person than the Emil who lived in Luin for six months, and he did kick a lot of his bad habits, like apologizing all the time, and was able to speak up for himself 85% of the time, but there was still that part of Emil which was uneasy and unsure about himself.
But then again, that’s part of the reason he loved Marta so much.
Because Marta was always challenging him, taking him out of his comfort zone bit by bit. She was supportive and kind, but always pushed him towards becoming a better person.
“ That sounds like a good idea. Do you wanna go on the boardwalk? Or we can see if we can rent a boat or something too. ”
Emil wasn’t sure when it happened, but he’s come to rely on Marta a lot.
Or maybe, he always has and just never realized it before.
Each day she is able to spend with Emil is a treasure, she’s always known that -- even during their journey together, she knew how lucky she was to have him by her side as her partner. From the very beginning he was kind, gentle, and he always encouraged her to do her best - it made it easy to stand by his side and offer him all her strength and support. He drew out those qualities in her, he helped her be the person she wanted to be -- the person she has always been at her core.
Her life had not been a happy one, but then he came along, and with his golden hair and smile like the sun he changed all of it. When she looks back on her life, full of tragedy and loss, she sees how her path led to his smile. She sees her past as a series of stepping stones, and with each step she got closer to him, and to the person she is today. And she’s proud of who she is - she’s proud of her growth and her values.
The two of them had grown together over the course of their adventure, they matured and against all odds survived together. She can’t help the smile that comes to her face each time she remembers they’ll get to keep growing together, that they have a home and a life together.
It doesn’t matter what they do so long as they’re with each other, she thinks. Everything is more fun when you’re with the person you love - they have a way of making the whole world shine. All of Marta’s favorite things are even more special with Emil by her side.
The thought of being out on the sea is romantic enough, but as a girl who grew up on the sand, with the ocean just a few steps away, she can’t help it when her heart decides for her what she wants to do for their little outing. “Renting a boat would be fun! Wouldn’t it, Emil?”
“Oh, but if I’d known I would have packed us both lunches!” Her brows furrow a bit, disappointed in her lack of foresight. She'd known he’d likely say yes to her request to spend some time together, but she hadn’t prepared anything for the two of them ( and her cooking skills have improved tremendously, so it wouldn’t have been an issue! ). She silently swears to herself that she’ll be more prepared next time.
“Well... I guess it’s okay, they’ll probably have something we can buy down there anyway. It just won’t be as special since it’s not homemade.”
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