Arms

Gunner's eyes stay fixed on the stars, but all of a sudden, a strange feeling comes over him. It was one he never felt before... one he didn't recognize. He swallows hard. For some reason, the feeling of Bree's hand beneath his felt... different tonight.

Her words seemed to intensify the strange feeling and part of him wants to back away quickly, but another part wanted to stay.

"Maybe... they were." Gunner leaves his hand raised with hers, his voice growing quieter. "Even though they shift across the sky during the seasons... they remain... together."

For a moment, he doesn't say a word, his hand still against the night sky. Bree was just close enough that he could feel her warmth. The impulsiveness he felt creeping through his arms wasn't one he'd experienced before and it was a bit startling.

Giving in, was something he was even less used to. But for some reason, tonight, he... wanted to.

Slowly, his arm lowers to join his other one, bringing Bree's hand back down too. In the end, his arms were slung over her shoulders, bringing her back against his chest as he still looks up at the stars.