Fine, Or Not, Dining

Varvara enjoyed the feeling of Tristan's hand in hers, how he gently wrapped his tail around her. She watched how Tristan kept the stuffed dog close to him and couldn't stop smiling. They walked together and Varvara sighed contently.
"I love all of it. The food, the toy."
You.
But it was far too early for that, even Varvara knew it. Maybe she was getting swept up by the moment. It was truly an enchanting moment, an enchanting day.
Varvara truly hoped she could blush as well, blush whenever he blushed. But instead she tried to smile, to show it all with her eyes. Varvara listened to Tristan talk, just listened, and watched his eyes wander.
"I shall be here whenever you need me, Tristan. I have no reason to go anywhere, and you are a fantastic reason to stay."
Varvara smiled back at Tristan with all the affection she had for him at the moment.
"I want to experience all these new things with you, I want to keep going on dates. As many times as possible, if that is what you desire as well."

Varvara wondered what good dating was like, what you truly had to do in order for it to be right. She didn't come up with any other answer than Tristan's hand in hers and Varvara squeezed it gently.
"You are you, and you are dating your own way. That is enough for me, I could not wish for anything else. After all, I like you just like you are."
Varvara noticed the park area as well and Tristan read her mind when he suggested they stopped there. Varvara just smiled and let Tristan lead her to the grass. She sat down gracefully, almost floating, next to Tristan's bag and she pulled gently on Tristan's hand to guide him sitting next to her.
Varvara chuckled a bit from embarrassment when Tristan complimented her.
"I do consider myself patient but I do not need to be patient with you Tristan. Because you are kind and gentle and I am lucky to be here with you. There is no need for patience."
Varvara kissed Tristan's cheek and left her face close to his, sighing a bit contently.
"Thank you for calling me beautiful Tristan, despite knowing who I was in another life. When I hear you say it I can almost forgive myself."

"I am happy you came here too. I consider myself quite lucky."
Varvara chuckled and she intertwined her fingers with Tristan's on the grass. She crossed her legs and smiled at Tristan blissfully.
"I do sometimes wonder what might have happened to me if the academy never found me. I would still be wandering Asia, I bet. With no purpose, no memories."
This thought made Varvara a bit sad and it creeped into her smile, just a bit. But it disappeared quickly as she squeezed Tristan's hand.
"But they found me, I found you, I am here now. And I enjoy it quite much here. I shall not go anywhere."
Varvara grinned a little.
"This date has been wonderful, I would consider it more than successful. Although I have never dated before either."
Varvara chuckled and looked Tristan in his eyes.
"Could you be as kind as to tell me something new about yourself Tristan? I wish to know you as well as you'll allow me to."

Varvara pulled her knees up and leaned on her own legs as she listened to Tristan speak. She had a relaxed smile on her lips. Varvara liked listening to Tristan voice, it's rhytm and sound. It relaxed her, she felt like she could even use it as her lullaby. Maybe some day she could.
Varvara squeezed Tristan's hand gently and stroked it a bit with her thumb, consolingly. It must have been fascinating for Tristan to hear stories of the world, but also sad. Since he had thought he would never see the places in those stories.
"Some day you will be able to read stories, we shall read them together. And I have observed that the most interesting story of all is the one we write, the story of our lives. Like so, my story has intertwined with yours, and I am so very thankful for that. Our very own romance story inside another story. I think it is simply beautiful. Don't you?"
Varvara, who had watched Tristan tail gently sway, moved her eyes to look at Tristan's, and she smiled gently.
"And perhaps some day we could go to all the places your friend told you about. I would love to accompany you, to the ends of the earth."

It felt like Varvara and Tristan were in their own little world. Varvara couldn't hear anything besides Tristan's voice and didn't feel anything except Tristan's hand in hers. It was really strange. But, again, in a good way.
Varvara watched Tristan blush, observed every inch of his face, and the thought that she might've gotten embarrassed for staring didn't even cross her mind. Tristan was a mystery, mystery because of what Varvara felt when she was with him. She couldn't name this feeling, not even now when she had regained her memories. She had never felt like this before. It was indeed peculiar in a marvelous way.
Varvara definitely felt like blushing when Tristan kissed her hand, mirroring what she had done to him in the past. But she didn't draw away, or even look away. Instead she pressed Tristan's hand against her cheek and closed her eyes.
"I do not need to say anything back to you, since it seems your wishes align with mine."
Varvara smiled and opened her eyes, looking at Tristan.
"I must thank you yet again, Tristan. I reckon I will never stop thanking you. Thank you for finding me Tristan, for wanting to be with me."