[ His heart thuds before he can say anything though, and he can't stop the grin spreading on his face. It's short lived as he has to press his fingers against his nose, but the joy is there for sure. He's happy. He feels lighter. He swallows, tries to stop his stomach from flip flopping as he takes in the photo. To be honest, it had been his background picture for a while until they took another and that replaced it but-- ]

Glitter works, I think. [ It isn't too loud, and his voice cracks as he looks up at her now. ] I don't have anything I need to forgive you for. You haven't done anything wrong.

Though I have one more thing to admit. [ His thumb gently slides over the picture, palms a little clammy. ] It ... [ He laughs faintly, ears and cheeks flushing a little as his head gently moves to rest against her shoulder. ] That day, when you wore that dress. I-- [ Embarrassing. ] I really liked that. So thank you.