See you next Fall! {closed|stel}
He gives a nod in response, assuring that he was fine before raising his own right hand for her (a right for a right, after all)— that sensation returning. This time, however, coming on stronger than ever, surging in a concentrated mass along his fingertips as they inched closer to her own digits; almost as if they were meant to be together.
Then it hits him.
He takes her hand and lifts himself off the ground, releasing his grip at once in order to take the finger less glove off his right; revealing the dark symbol that marked his skin. Gently holding her smaller hand once again, Stel proceeds to compare the two ‘tattoos’ side by side— and what the surprise! Pulling the mask off his face, he finally speaks up in a low whisper.
”Look, it matches.”
"Um..." He didn't answer the question, did that mean he was alright or not?
It wouldn't matter in a moment, for the stranger presents something that would blow all other concerns out of the water. Hand in hand, the realization comes just seconds before it's voiced in a low whisper.
Eyes raise from the matching tattoos to the boy in front of her, and she pulls back. A moment passes before the princess speaks again.
"So... So that means you're my..?"
Was it a coincidence, or fate to be brought together so oson like this? Or was it the waves of new geometry now flowing through her spirit, foreign emotions and sensations, a prickling against her hand.
Well, he only looked a little scary. Straightening her back somewhat, the princess calls upon her manners. Upon meeting someone, even if they're your suddenly spiritually-connected companion from another dimension, one must introduce themselves!
"Well, h-hi there! I'm Sofia." A small, quick curtsy.
"And... sorry for falling into you, eheh. What's your name?"