"Oh! Hey Deimos." Ramira smiled. She knew he would come sooner or later, and here he was! The Zorua ran over and hugged the Absol, not even hesitating. The dark type looked up at Deimos, eyes sparkling. "I don't know why, but whenever I don't see you, it feels like forever." She said, backing off from the hug politely. It was pretty true, every time they weren't together, it felt like when they re-united it had been an eternity, when really it hadn't. Why was this so? Was it love magic or something? The Zorua shrugged off the weird thoughts and kept on about the present, instead. The present was good. The present didn't bug people about love, or destiny, or any of that stuff.