Then one hand rests on Ruby's shoulder; the other reaches up to touch her cheek. Asbjørn resumes his attentions from a moment ago, eyes half-closed as the blissed out part of him washes over skittish human emotions.

Until his lips drift closer to Ruby's, where he hesitates. It's almost as if he's forgotten what to do for a moment. Kisses are a very human gesture, after all.