Zidane had been enjoying the peace, then. It was the first time he'd completely relaxed since he'd woken up in Treno, honestly. No worrying about sky people or missing friends or most importantly, losing Dagger. He'd fixed that, the main problem, the big...issue. The rest would fall in line.
"Hmm?" He shifted his head a bit to look at her after she spoke, reaching up to brush her face from her hair and kiss her again on the cheek. "Nope." That little smile of his. Sure, there would be issues, and problems, and other issues, and more problems, and then presumably a disaster or two. But Regret? Eh, Zidane was awful at regret anyway.
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Date: 2010-01-17 06:47 am (UTC)"Hmm?" He shifted his head a bit to look at her after she spoke, reaching up to brush her face from her hair and kiss her again on the cheek. "Nope." That little smile of his. Sure, there would be issues, and problems, and other issues, and more problems, and then presumably a disaster or two. But Regret? Eh, Zidane was awful at regret anyway.
"What about you?"