Main Campfire, Monday Evening

[puppy_fair]

Okay, so today had admittedly not been the most productive day that Zack had ever had. He'd skipped work today after having the meaning of Memorial Day explained to him by the gym teacher, and then he'd handwavily headed down to the graveyard. Angeal wasn't there, no, but it was about as close as he was going to get, and the time to just sit quietly and pay his respects had been good for him.

Now, to wrap the day up, he'd grabbed some marshmallows, bars of chocolate, and graham crackers, and he was working on getting a decently sized fire going.

Okay, so Zack's idea of a 'decently sized' fire was possibly not what most sane people considered to be one. He'd heaped the logs on kind of ridiculously high, and then he'd lit that sucker with a Fira spell. The result had singed his eyebrows a little at first, but hey, all the better for making s'mores, right?

... Once he blew out the marshmallow fire.

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[puppy_fair]

"It's a difficult nickname to swallow, sometimes," Zack admitted after a moment.

These were the things he'd never dare tell anyone else.

"Because of other people who used to use it."

[intraspective]

So, he wouldn't mind if she just... snuggled up to him and snaked her arms around his waist, would he?

"I'm sorry," she said quietly.

[puppy_fair]

He shook his head a bit, waving a hand dismissively before putting down his toasting stick and wrapping his arms around her, too.

"Don't be. There's nothing to be sorry for."

[intraspective]

Ino wasn't really going to try and explain that, yes, she had felt that needed an apology when she'd just been using the name to needle him.

"You're too kind," she sighed, resting her head against him. "And warm."

Those two statements were not related. But she sounded happy about the second bit.

[puppy_fair]

"Nah, that's mostly the fire," Zack replied, softly laughing as he pulled her a little closer. "It'd be pretty hard to be anything but warm when we've got that thing going."

... Well, it was true! Hardly romantic. But true!

[intraspective]

"It's you too," she retorted mildly. "You don't get to argue 'bout that."

[puppy_fair]

Oh, all will to argue was gone, now.

"Okay, but only if I get to say that you're warm, too."

So there!

[intraspective]

She grinned into his chest and laughed softly.

"Miss you," she admitted quietly. "It's weird right now, in the cabins."

[puppy_fair]

"It is," he agreed, leaning into her enough to be able to give her a little kiss on the top of her head. She smelled better than the smoke did, he noted. "Maybe we can go camping or something, to make up for it."

[intraspective]

She smelled a bit like flowers, a bit like shampoo, a bit just like herself, really.

"Yeah?" That made her feel pleased and warm inside, just the idea. "Bet we could find a good camping spot, you know."

[puppy_fair]

"Considering we had more comfortable beds sleeping in the garden than the ones they have in these cabins," Zack mused, "I'm sure that wouldn't be difficult at all."