It's not entirely our own fault. We were separated by a cannibalistic planet, after all.

[ But she holds on to him, letting her fingers brush, gently, before she breathes out. ]

Ignis... [ Moving, she pushes herself up to her feet, leaning down to press a soft kiss against his mouth. He's incredibly charming and he has so little idea of it - of how much he captivates her, how much she wants to tell him how good and wonderful he is, how her heart warms just being beside him.

It's an old, nostalgic feeling, and she embraces it. ]

I am very interested in joining you, Ignis. I'd love to go on a date. [ Carefully, Hermione kisses him again. ] I want to be with you as well.