Zinc couldn't quite help her amusement. Somehow she remembered that she was older than Gavril, and of course it was no secret that she was the one to spend time amongst the living. She was a very poor teacher, but she stepped into Gavril's embrace comfortably, lifting a hand to touch her stitched face, head tilting to the side to fit closer together.

She lingered there for a moment before moving her lips to pass across Gavril's forehead. She missed kissing people, but it was a very different experience when she was cold, when there was no breath to share. A little empty, but not entirely unpleasant.

"It's been a long time..."