[OOC: Twas my pleasure, you and Dorian did great, was much fun! <3~ ^^]
Perhaps it was her utter naivety to the world that meant Morana the signifcance of the gesture of holding hands for Dorian, but it was still special to her. All contact was, since it had been so rare for her. This world was just so different fom her own, as well as the people in it. They made it special, made it warm, almost...
Is this what it was like...having a home?
As the walked together through the forest towards Asgard, the little cross stayed in place, marking the start of something new. One of which, being that of Morana wondering what vanilla pudding was like. Still, any offer from Dorian was rather welcome.
"Th-that s-soun-nds n-nice, I'd l-love t-to tr-ry s-some." she said, ready to fully face what she had to do, to work hard, learn new things, make new friends, and never look back.