
So much different than when he had known her, but so very the same at the same time. A confusing thought process to say the least and yet it wasn't confusing. The vampyre was used to complex thoughts. Used to complex emotions that he was not able to quite explain. And the more he studied Mila and took is, the more he was sure that she was trying her best not to overthink. That in his mind was something that could be hard. Especially as she has said she did not have very many memories of her past.
For a second, the male had almost regretted that he had held his hand out to the young woman whom he had once known so well. Whom he har once been so very in love with and still very much was. If only, the regrets stemmed from the fact that to her they were perfect strangers and so he had not been sure if she would even take the offered hand. But she had and it had made him happy. Happier than it probably should have, but Cian had missed her so and any kind of contact with her, the big or small was something the man so very craved.
He didn't even ask where they were going. The truth was that the man would have followed her anywhere. Hell included. It was very much her show and he was just along for the ride.
It was when they stopped at the beach did the male's gaze fall on Mila as she began to speak. A light shake of the head was given and a faint smile came to his lips. [#0000ff "No need for an explanation, my dear. I did say that we could go anywhere you wanted. And the beach was where you chose for the simple fact that it makes you happy. Sometimes, it is the small things that make us happy. And to be honest, I have always so loved the beach myself. Just there is something about it that is both so relaxing and freeing."] There was truth to his words. Yet, there was so much he could not say. She had to remember on her own which was making this all the harder. But the male could not and would not give up on the woman he loved.
[#0000ff "Would you tell me what it is that you love most about the beach? Is it the waves? The way the wind sounds, that silent song? Or all of the above?"] Cian was curious, but more than that, the male just was trying to get her to speak. He loved the sound of her voice as he had not heard it for MANY, MANY years.