was a bit too honest? But it was too late to retract. Kinich lets his embarrassing words disappear in his silence, not wasting time and serving the guide her well deserved plate.

“ I'll give you your gift after lunch. I hope you enjoy it, and...

...happy birthday.”

He hadn't told her yet.

A little embarrassed by his own thoughts, the hunter went back to check on his cooking pot, the nice smell coming from it announcing their meal was ready.

“ But it's your birthday. What matters today is what you like, not me. Besides, I can deal with big crowds if you are around.”

...Maybe that »

a bad one. Kinich thought...she looked...really pretty with her hair loose...cough. Weird, who said that? Must have been the wind.

” I really hope you're right...”

It felt like a shame. Mualani's hair felt nice and soft between his fingers, but the excuse to caress it was gone once he was done. »

Mualani's energetic mind, but, if he had to guess to fulfill her wishes...

“ I'm guessing you're thinking you're hungry. And...that you're happy you get to have lunch with me, but you wished the rest of our friends were here as well...?”

you. I won't feel satisfied using the "because it's from me" wildcard."”

And done. As if she'd never left the house without it, her hair was now looking as good as ever with a small saurus hair tie.

Kinich blinked, confused. Read her mind? That...was complicated. Endless options could run through

weak (enamoured) heart.

It was more comfortable like that. Kinich stood right behind her, catching one of the hair ties he usually carried on his wrist to gently pull her hair up, holding it in her usual ponytail.

“ I know. But...I was hoping you will like it because you actually enjoy what I got

sit down.

“ I'm nervous because it's your birthday, ” He confessed, ready to braid and fix her hair— a routine he was used to, considering he does that to himself everyday. “and I want it to be special. But I don't know if you'll like what I've got for you.”

only because he wasn't expecting what seems to be this new...look. It suits her, but Kinich quickly comes to realize that Mualani most likely hasn't realized she didn't tie her hair up today.

A deep sigh betrays him, standing up as their meal finishes cooking itself, just to signal Mualani to »

just being locked away. He needed to focus.

“ ...Hi. You're here early.”

general. Flowers could be given for any occasion, so he discarded that idea, too.

...In the end, most of his ideas were discarded for being too much, too little or too boring for someone as bright as her. Kinich had improvised most of the date, and when she arrived at the called location, Ajaw was

but what if that interfered with Mualani's sleeping schedule? He wouldn't forget himself if she didn't rest properly because of her.

Lunch time it is. Mualani enjoys his cooking, a point in his favour...Now, about a present. Would she like it if he got her flowers? Maybe it was too corny, or too »

el mundo estaba aportando información relevante, y...no me parecía adecuado anteponer a personas queridas que hemos perdido en la guerra a un par de personas que solo yo cargo la maldición de recordar.”

y que su madre decidiera abandonarlo. Debería sentirse – y se siente– feliz, de que el más alto tenga alguien a quién regresar cuando el Sol se pone en el horizonte.

“ ...A veces echo en falta a los míos,” admite, por fin. “ Pero soñar con ellos me deja intranquilo. Por eso no dije nada. Todo »

en primer lugar.”

Olorun debe de saber cómo se siente. Al fin y al cabo, él fue abandonado cuando solo era un bebé...pero también fue acogido; su tribu lo salvó, en más de una manera.

Confesar su envidia no lo haría sentir mejor. Olorun no tenía la culpa de que su padre hubiera sido como fue »

Su benevolencia innata hacia a Kinich sentirse...culpable. De querer una ayuda que prometió necesitar— de querer, aunque fuese un poco, ceder por fin con alguien más.

“ ...Es raro, ¿no crees? Tener que admitir que el tiempo te ha acostumbrado a estar solo, incluso si tú tomaste la decisión »

ground before he was sent out flying.

Oh, Pyro Archon. Mualani looked so endearing with that soft shyness decorating her already pretty features– would Kinich be any more nervous, the world would surely be spinning under his feet.

“ ...Do you mean it?” He did not doubt her— he just...needed, her words. Anything anchoring him to the »

I know y—...”

For a brief moment, the Scion had convinced himself that the guide still didn't understand his feelings, what he truly meant— but that was only denial, playing a dirty trick on him.

“ ...Excuse me?”

There was no way she still didn't get it...right? No second meanings, right? »