[Her eyes close, the proximity and gentle brush of his fingers as he plucks the flowers from her hair, causing her to draw a breath.]
Zero...
[Her eyes open, tongue wetting her lips. Her hand reaches up to grasp his, intent on moving it away from her. Don't touch me she wants to murmur. But instead she draws it to her cheek, heart aching.]
Why do you have to ask me these questions?
[Her grasp tightens. All of her feelings for him are too strong. When she has a mission to complete at home, she can't allow her heart to be tied to this person. If he cares for her, then she knows it will be impossible to follow through with. It's better to leave things as they are, Zero.
Her hand presses to his chest, palm up above his heart. It beats smooth and steady beneath her fingers.]