Elena leaned back just a little, and found she didn't have purchase. So she sat forward again. Then turned, slightly, so her back could rest against his arm. Then she could tip her head back farther, using him for balance.
It was beautiful. The wind was just starting to filter through the trees, giving them a fresh smell of... pine? Earth?
There were no clouds. It was perfectly clear. Elena's eyes traveled over the multitude of stars, seeking out constellations that she knew, but she couldn't find any. It was peaceful. Serene. A girl could get used to this, she thought. And she wanted to. She wanted to be the girl who got used to it.
After a long time, she turned to look at Deucalion, giving him a small smile in the darkness. "Thank you for bringing me up here."