After a few hours of flying, they finally reached the sun.
Of course, Evangeline seemed to know how to fly too by using her wings, but she really wanted a piggyback ride, and he didn't say no.
After all, she was really back.
It was still hard to believe, and it would take some time to get used to.
But first things first...
Neraxis glided down to the ground and landed on the branch of a tree before grabbing Evangeline's hand.
"Don't let go," Neraxis said, and Evangeline merely nodded warmly.
"You know I wouldn't. My love handles are pretty firm," Evangeline replied plainly.
Neraxis's brow rose. "I don't think you know what love handles mean."
"They're my hands, no?" Evangeline replied innocently, making Neraxis let out a sigh.
"Sure, why not."
She's way too perfect to even have love handles, Evangeline's waist is—
"I can still hear you, you know," Evangeline rolled her eyes.
[Though what does he mean by that...?]
