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.