[ She laughs softly--not at him, but because Aqua's so happy. It's been quite a while since she's been this happy, since she's been able to feel it welling up in her chest, almost bursting. It's the sort of happiness she's read about, but has never experienced--not until now. Aqua understands, now, why there's been so much written about love, the strong and true kind, and she wouldn't exchange it for anything. ]
I am, too. [ Another laugh. ] If you couldn't tell.
[ He's holding his chopsticks up in the proper fashion, just to show her how it ought to look. Then he's going to fish up a slice of sashimi and start dabbing it in some soy sauce before he pops it in his mouth. ]
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