[ It feels a bit like being on the stage with how the scenery changes to something way more immersive - a starry sky draped under a hilltop. It's easy to forget it's an illusion when the blanket is laid out and a practical charcuterie board is placed on it (honestly that one might be a joke at this point). ]

[ he hasn't let go of gingham's hand more than he has to, even when they're settled. ]

Soooo. I assume it goes without saying that the only big feelings we're allowed to have for the rest of the night are good feelings, right? [ amusedly, rolling his eyes at himself: ] I say anyway.