Suddenly, he emerged from the darkness, his expression calmer.
Amelia: "Is everything okay?"
Xander: "Yes, just a deer."
She sighed in relief.
Amelia: "You made me worried."
He returned to her side.
Xander: "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to alarm you."
She looked up at him.
Amelia: "You seem on edge."
Xander: "It's nothing. Let's not let it ruin our evening."
He took her hand, his thumb brushing over her knuckles.
Amelia: "You were about to tell me something."
He hesitated.
Xander: "Perhaps it's best if we save it for another time."
Amelia: "You can't leave me hanging like that."
He gave a half-smile.
Xander: "I suppose I enjoy being mysterious."
Amelia: "You're impossible."
He leaned in, kissing her softly.
Xander: "And yet, you're still here."
She laughed lightly.
Amelia: "I must be a glutton for intrigue."
They settled back onto the blankets, the earlier tension easing. He pulled her close, and she rested her head on his shoulder.
Amelia: "This feels nice."
Xander: "It does."
They watched as the moon rose higher, casting a silvery glow over everything.
Amelia: "Tell me about your dreams."
Xander: "My dreams?"
Amelia: "Yes. What do you aspire to? Beyond responsibilities and duties."
He thought for a moment.