Where was Romeo's heart? He was having trouble deciding. Every time he tried to reach out and grasp it, it fluttered away from him like a frightened bird. Maybe that's all he was in the end.

Romeo found her inner chaos endearing sometimes. Part of her still danced to some unhearable music even as he pulled her closer. "Deli-chan... I'm... I'm afraid," he admitted in a voice characteristic of this night, his gaze focused somewhere other than his feet or her eyes-- the door, the fairy lights, anything.