Her laughter and kisses bring a tinge of color at his cheeks around the edges of the mask, and even with the fabric between, he tilts his head to kiss her cheek in turn, “Missed you too... You know you can always try again if you’re disappointed with the results.” It is said in jest, but other opportunities will present themselves in the future.

As her grip shifts, there’s a reflexive pull in his arms that is countered by conscious restraint that he follows into lowering her to her feet with a bend of his knees. “Yes please.” Away from the crowd is tempting enough, but Benjiro will follow Sadie anywhere. Releasing her middle, he instead offers a bent arm to her as he turns to face away from the bonfire and thus the draw of the gathering.