Vizet's brain, which had seemed frozen, and his stiffened hands were touched by that burning sensation too.
He felt his heart beating violently, so violently it was like a rocket poised for launch, as if the slightest lapse in attention would send it flying out of his throat.
Vizet bent his arms, his trembling arms tracing an arc through the air, an arc that shook like an electrocardiogram.
Even though his arms were trembling like an electrocardiogram, he still held Luna.
This time, he felt it with real clarity. It was not the sort of softness that felt like cotton, but something soft and warm, like a light feather, yet full of springiness...
Vizet felt that his ability to think must have clearly declined by now. Either that, or the sensation was so marvelous that it was very hard for him to describe it in words.
Since he could not describe it, he might as well not describe it. He only had to feel it, to put his whole heart into feeling it...
Vizet stopped thinking about anything else. He lowered his head slightly, resting his chin on Luna's shoulder, pressing close against that equally soft, warm cheek.
His choice had not been wrong. Not thinking about anything else, putting his whole heart into feeling it... really did let him feel so much.
He could hear Luna's breathing more clearly. He could smell the fragrance of that equally soft hair. He could also feel the warmth and softness in his arms...
An impulse spread through his mind. He wanted to hold her a little tighter, to feel it a little more vividly...
But a fear immediately sprouted. He was afraid that if he really did that, he would hurt Luna...
Luna held Vizet tightly, breathing deeply in his arms, feeling