No way I make edits all the time. The downfall of IJ is the lack of an edit button
[He's still just as kind and gentle as she remembers. While she's a little embarrassed for crying, it pales in the wake of emotions felt at seeing him again. Her opposite hand lifts to fall over the one that gently holds onto her.]
I'm all right. [She assures him, before lifting a small smile up. Her eyes may be a touch watery still, but it's sincere.] More than all right. You don't have to get me anything. [She doesn't want him to disappear from her side yet. She's worried that if he does he may just vanish like a dream.]
I'm just really happy to see you.
[And she leads him outside, away from the bustle of the party within. It's dark out, but it's thanks to that fact that she can see so well. In an attempt to fill up some of the silence, she speaks as they move to find a seat.]
This isn't as pretty as the butterfly pavilion. [That's her favorite place within the dome. She goes there whenever she has to think. That and the floating Island.] But I think it should do okay.
[OOC: I was bored at work and colored this! You're free to use or ignore it. His hair is impossible @_@]