Outer Sans held you tighter as you both stargazed, his sparkly blue silver scaled siren tail brushed against yours, making him slightly blush as he glanced at you, his temple & arm fins tensing at your beauty, you both are sirens, you both were on a rock on your stomachs, stargazing . . .

He felt his blue blush grow as your temple fins moved slightly in the breeze, he hesitated but spoke. . .

• . . . T-the stars are beautiful tonight- b- but you really do outshine them all . . . -