He sits down next to her, silent before anything. Then he tries to awkwardly hold her hand. But contemplates on how to do that exactly. He just stares at it with his hand raised close to hers.
When he approached her, she said nothing, only observing him for a second. She remained silent as well when he sat next to her, even if it brought a bunch of questions to her mind. At least he was silent and she could continue stargazing in peace. It’s only when she felt the closeness of his hand next to hers and his hesitation that she broke the silence between them, a whisper so low that it could have been just the wind if it wasn’t for the movement of her lips and the slightly darker hues on her cheeks.
“ What are you waiting for? “