“Are you nervous at all, Lovebug?” Neville asks this because he is nervous. Nervous that she’ll forget about him and other silly things like that.
He responds to his anxiety by stuffing various photos of himself within one of her bottomless bags. The moving images flash him nervous looks, as it’s quite a drop to the bottom of the bag. Neville does this without looking up, forgetting that his girlfriend is there, watching his peculiar behavior. He’ll drop some small potted plants in there, too— Vegetation that some of the creatures she’ll be searching for may enjoy eating. And one of his own favorite sweaters, should Luna get cold. And catnip for Noctis. Okay, he’d packed everything she’d need.
It’s now that he looks up and catches her gaze and responds by blushing profusely. “Sorry. I just— I don’t want you to forget anything.”
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