BECAUSE WE ARE INDULGENT

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<sub>[Amid many sleepless nights and terrors that plagued his dreams, it's a welcome break to have what starts off as something neutral and nonthreatening. It's only when he smells the scent of salt in the air and hears the crash of waves against rock that he becomes aware of his current surroundings and who he's with. He'd been here before, a famous sight in Northern Ireland, the Giant's Causeway, when he'd been very little. Why his mind would decide to set his dream in such a place he hasn't a clue but he's not complaining. He'll take whatever reprieve he can get from the usual.

He'd always found the setting charming, unable to help himself as he hops from each stone, boots clicking against rock. It's only when he looks up that he notices a familiar head of red hair not far off in the distance.]</sub>

Lady Yona?

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So are you.

[With her head resting on his shoulder, she's sort of facing his neck - and so when she speaks, her breath ghosts across his skin. It's not much, but it will be noticeably warmer than the chilly ocean air around them.]

...don't let go, okay? I like being with you like this.

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You do? Really?

_{[Ah, thank god she can't see the shade his face has turned. He's nearly as red as her hair and on cue, decides to hold her a little tighter.]}

...I like it too. You make me feel lucky, Lady Yona.

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Really.

[That's why she said it, after all - and it isn't often that Yona says things she doesn't mean. She smiles, keeping her head in place on his shoulder. It's comfortable here despite the chill from the ocean.

This kind of closeness suits her just fine. it's much nicer than being kept at a careful, respectful distance.]

...just "Yona" is okay, you know. I think we're close enough for that.

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<sub>[Keeping people like her at a respectful distance is something he's been forced to adopt as a practice, but having her in his arms like this makes him reconsider it quickly. This is nice. He's yearned for this, hasn't he? A closeness like this.

While if this were reality he might put up more of a fuss at her insistence to be called just Yona, his dream self is ready to accept it.]</sub>

If you insist.

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I insist.

[VICTORY. While there are definitely times when Yona insists on formality, and certain people she gets mad at if they're too informal, this isn't one of those times and Slaine isn't one of those people.

She sounds pretty satisfied, now that he's said he'll call her by her name.]

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Then, Yona it is.

_{[It's freeing, in a way, saying just her name and nothing else. He gives her a tight squeeze, feeling giddy. He could get used to this.]}

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[Yona.

Her heart gives a little flutter at that. He's been so insistent on calling her Lady Yona for so long - the use of just her name feels good. Beaming, she shifts a little in his arms and tiptoes up so that she can kiss his cheek.

It's a grateful, if impulsive, gesture; on that she doesn't think too much about.]

Thank you, Slaine.