Despite having never danced with Rosy, something made Bragi suspect that she was the best dance partner he'd ever had. He frowned. Sort of. “In that case” Bragi said, “I hope I find whatever I've jumbled murderous glares up with before it finds me.” His brow furrowed. Slightly. “But due to your reminder and recommendation I am now contemplating taking two things seriously.” By saying this, Bragi implied that murderous glares were the second thing. He implied.
Her hand touched his arm. Bragi could count her eyelashes. He would have noticed that the world around them had gone quiet, if he remembered there was a world. He was much more aware of their heartbeats and couldn't quite tell which one was his. A flower petal floated to the ground.
“I'm not sure. I only have theories,” Bragi admitted. “It could potentially cause a crack in the universe. It could maroon moments in an endless loop or just steal them forever. It could sink ships and break wagon wheels. It could stop hearts. It could do something else. It could do absolutely nothing. There's no way to be sure because if time and space do not exist there then there is technically not anything for you to make a memory of. You might forget the moment you step out. If you ever do.”
Her eyes were so green. There was a kind of trusting to them that you couldn't betray and then live afterward. She had a face that Bragi felt like he could actually tell everything to. He claimed he told everything, but there were really two exceptions. Bragi had a strange urge to tell her the exceptions, and he didn't even know her name. If he had known how troubling the goddess thought him, Bragi could have brought up a counterpoint about her. He looked at the line one step away from them. “We better not go together since we are in transition ourselves,” Bragi said. He looked at her.“I'll go first. Once I'm on the other side, I'll be there. That will make it much less dangerous for you.”
He took a small step, and exhaled when the universe did not implode around them. Bragi then raised his foot to take another step, but instead he stopped, and turned back to the apple maiden. “One moment from now we will be friends” he said. His voice and expression were different, but not. Like he was the same person but from a different time and universe. Bragi met those green green eyes, and then went even deeper. “Until then...a favor...”...Bragi kissed her.
He stood on the gap in the universe, wrapped an arm around her waist, and closed the gap they'd had between them. The kiss lasted perhaps a bit longer than it actually took. Their lips parted. Bragi looked at her face for a fraction of a second. Then he pulled her in and kissed her again, lifting and partly spinning her while he did so. The kiss lingered, but ended as soon as he placed her down one step ahead of him so that her feet had never touched the invisible line. Chivalry. Bragi took one step forward.
He tilted his head, and looked back at the line, puzzled. Whatever force that seemed to have possessed him before seemed to have left. “Huh” Bragi said staring at what he thought had been a transitional rift. “Nothing happened. It was just an ordinary piece of road after all.” He shrugged, then said brightly “Well there goes that theory. I guess they can't all be accurate.” Bragi noticed the tree goddess was suddenly standing past the line. “Hey. I thought I was going first.” He paused. “Oh well. I guess it doesn't really matter since there wasn't any danger.” Bragi playfully fake punched her shoulder, and grinned. “Well this is it. Thank you for walking with me. I've enjoyed your company. Maybe you can show me around your orchard sometime. I'd love to see it. Take care. I'll work on developing a less vague list for you.” Then he was gone.