[as he intertwined his fingers with her she couldn’t help but smile more behind him as they moved. Okay, so, she liked him, and she might actually know that. He’s no Wan (and she hadn’t met Eric yet) but he’s still a bit of a Prince to her.]

I don’t think I’ve ever sang a spell before. Hopefully I can do it.

[She wants it to work for people who do want to go home. For her she doesn’t want to go home. Home means back to her angry father and being grounded for wanting to be around humans, and here she’s been around humans and dragons and pokemon and other beings that she just isn’t sure she wants to go back at all. It’s not like it’s a hard life, just restrictive. She’ll miss people. Humans. She’ll miss her crew, and Draco.]

[but if they all wanted to go home, she would do her best to help! when he says it’s possible they won't see each other again though she bites back a whine. as he ducks them behind some rubble she looks off at the mess of a fight with wide eyes. this was going to be bad, wasn’t it?]

So long as everyone gets home safe. [she said sadly, half hiding behind the rubble, but also staying close to him, hand clasped to his. He pulled the journal out again for her, and asked if she was ready. Giving him an uneasy glance she wasn’t sure if she was.]

[With a small bounce of her feet, and a squeeze of his hand she leaned in suddenly, pressing her lips to his in a quick kiss. She might never see him again, after all. When she drew back she was blushing hard, looking down a bit and nodding once more.]

Ready, I think. I... I think... yes. [she let the tune play again for a moment, trying to get it in her mind while not looking at him.]