smiling warmly, he looks to her. hand clasping around her own in a short meeting of silence. looking around idly, he begins to hum to himself, a tune not unknown to Terezi. it’s reminiscent of one of the songs playing in the background of 50 First Dates. it’s definitely not his favorite song but it was the first shitty movie they watched together while they were this close. hand tightens a bit around hers, holding it securely as they sat down against a wall. While not the comfiest places, it was one thing, Private. “ god... how long has it been since we last had a moment alone?” he sighs quietly, leaning over and pecking her nose gently. ‘ i know i don’t really say this enough...but i uhm, I really appreciate you. and uhhhh, really like you. if that wasn’t fucking obvious. ‘ he berates himself silently, the supposed master of quadrants rendered SILENT by his own awkwardness. surely she wouldn’t hold that against him. “Well, what do you wanna do? I could pop in another movie...the humans have this thing called streaming and there’s like... a fuckton. ‘