Gratitude and Southern Comfort (Jonash and Unna)

[Unna Hi Chaanu]

"Yes?" Unna said, pushing herself up off of him and trying to make out his facial expression in the darkness.

[Jonash Solo]

Cox looks at Unna's face closely for the first time. His vision has seemingly given everything an airy glow. "Your dress is so beautiful. It sparkles like the starry sky and reminds me of the most beautiful sunsets on Naboo."
(Unna senses wonderment).

[Unna Hi Chaanu]

"Thank you," Unna whispered, resuming her former position with her lips just millimeters away from his neck. She reached up to stroke his hair. "I love your hair. I have never ran my fingers through hair before. It is as soft as some of the finest fabrics." She inhaled his scent deeply.

[Jonash Solo]

"Can I see your face again?" he whispers

[Unna Hi Chaanu]

She lifted her head off of his chest and shifted her body so that she was supporting her weight on her hands as she laid on her hip. She moved her face close enough to his face so that she could barely make out the structure, hoping he could see her. She had a look of confusion on her face, because she wasn't thinking clearly enough to realize that his cybernetic eyes enabled him to see in the dark. Her breath was warm on his face.

[Jonash Solo]

Cox gingerly wipes the tears from Unna's eyes. He put his hand on top of Unna's hand. "Do you feel that?"

[Unna Hi Chaanu]

"I do," Unna whispered with a smile. "I love it."

[Jonash Solo]

"What are you afraid of?" whispers Cox, moving slightly closer to Unna.

[Unna Hi Chaanu]

"Right now?" Unna whispered. Her face was still hovering just above his face, "nothing."

[Jonash Solo]

"You're trembling." Cox slowly moves in so that his liips are an inch away from Unna's lips.