[ Cyno could never thank the meddling goddess enough, no matter how many cakes he'd throw into that pond. Tighnari parting his lips like that is too much for him to resist, so he slips his tongue in, rubbing it against Tighnari's pulling him as close as possible. Although it's a bit tentative on his part, Cyno finally whispers once their lips are no longer locked in a kiss: ]
Have you considered... marriage?
[ Cyno's heart is hammering in his chest, something Tighnari might be able to sense. It's a bit peculiar considering his unwavering faith in their love—asking someone else for a blessing or anything similar doesn't seem necessary. On the other hand, he wants to know Tighnari's opinion on that. ]
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Have you considered... marriage?
[ Cyno's heart is hammering in his chest, something Tighnari might be able to sense. It's a bit peculiar considering his unwavering faith in their love—asking someone else for a blessing or anything similar doesn't seem necessary. On the other hand, he wants to know Tighnari's opinion on that. ]