Tuni hummed a simple response of pleasure. She'd always have time for that. Especially when they didn't have to be nearly as sneaky thanks to the fog. "There's always time for that," she said in response before nodding. She did need to get home.

Reluctantly, she pulled away from him but slid a hand down his arm to twine her fingers with him. She'd maintain as much contact as she could until the last moment. Unfortunately once they started walking again, it proved to not be a very long chance of said contact. The fog faded quite a bit when they neared her road and surprisingly they found that her house was yet to be covered in the pesky stuff.

She paused, still within the shroud of the fog and glanced up at him. "I guess it hasn't hit all of Bartonburg yet," she said with an obvious sadness to her voice.

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