A slow warmth spreads through his chest at Lioriley’s admission. How can she still like him so well? He cannot understand it, and yet she keeps saying such sweet things that leave him feeling lighter, leave him with a smile on his face.

Rezo lets her hand go in favor of moving it towards her ear, not quite touching it yet in case he’s on the wrong track, but…

“You said these were sensitive?”

He’s curious about exactly how sensitive her ears really are. And unless she has any complaints, he’ll proceed to slide his fingers up along the top of her ear, feeling out the long, high point of it, then sliding down to stroke the soft skin behind her ear.