„Al?" Alastor's ears perked up from their slightly lowered state as he lifted his head from hers and looked at her while she turned around to face him. „Yes, darling?" „I..." Sky's voice faded, before she blinked. „Forgot what I wanted to say..." Alastor nodded slightly and mindlessly traced circles into the fabric of Sky's dress as he let himself get lost in her eyes. „Just..." Alastor was pulled back by her voice once more and noticed her gaze wasn't on his eyes, but slightly below that. „Just this once?" Her voice was small, thin, like a faint breeze fanning against Alastor's lips. „Just this once", he agreed softly, his hands coming up to cup her face, his thumb brushing over her scar, before he leaned down and closed the gap between their lips.