Lulu met his eyes, studying how very blue they were. They reminded her more of glaciers than of water, the sort of frozen blue core in the middle of ice. But they were warm just then, and she couldn't help smiling. It was something she was growing more and more used to. At first she'd felt guilty for being so happy with someone else, but she'd realized fairly quickly that Chappu had wanted nothing more for her to be happy. He'd even said so when she'd seen him on the Farplane. And ever since she'd met Skwisgaar, she'd been happy. It was like starting over. And in a world where she didn't have to worry about him dying unexpectedly, it was a beginning she was willing to embrace.
His fingers made her take in a gasping breath, one she didn't let out until their lips parted. She reached out to run tentative fingers through his hair, remembering that he'd trusted her before. "Skwisgaar, I - I don't know how to thank you." It might have been about the necklace, but it was broader in scope than that.