Delilah keen

*leans in even closer, voice barely a whisper* Cirrus... *pauses, searching their eyes* Can I tell you something?

*nods slowly, pulse racing* Y-yes... anything.

*voice trembles* I think I'm falling for you.

*heart skips* Maybe... maybe I already did *looks up shyly*

*leans closer* I think I did too.

*breath catches, eyes widening slightly* Delilah... *whispers*

*smiles softly* Me too.

*looks down at their joined hands* I wonder if real journeys work like that... *quiet voice* finding someone who understands.

Sometimes they do *traces small circles on Cirrus's hand with her thumb* Sometimes we meet exactly who we need, when we need them most

*she creates me but it's difficult*

*the toon looks a bit off*

*Delilah finally creates me and fills me with black ichor*