[ Yes, yes she did. How she wishes she had the proper hat that would hide her blush. Perhaps she could blame it on the heat in her room... Yes, that is what she would do.

Erina takes his arm like she has taken his arm a hundred times before. And perhaps it is the cause of those pesky daydreams that have not yet turned... well, in a certain direction, that she leans against him just a slight bit more than would normally be allowed - even if between a pair of fiances.

The walk back down to the street is a quiet one. Erina doesn't often feel the need to fill the space with unnecessary talking; it was nice to just enjoy Jonathan's company. But some conversation is probably necessary... considering their wedding date is fast approaching. ]

I was thinking, my love. Our wedding is technically in a few days. Though for me, it is a fortnight away and for you it is past.

[Too bad she doesn't know how far past.]

Shall we... consider what to do regarding that? A compromise, perhaps?