"Quit it."
Still she tried, grasping.
"Stop it, please."
"Her hand returned to her side, but she stopped walking. "Why? What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Just don't."
"Then why not?" She looked odd frowning. "You sure there's nothing wrong?"
"I'm fine. Let's just- Rosalina!" Her hand dragged him along as she continued along the path.
"I'll never understand why you don't like this." She smiled at him, clutching tightly to him.
"I..." He could have shrugged his hand out off hers.
"Just let me do this. Let me hold my angel's hand."
He looked at her. "... Alright."
Her smile seemed to light up the path more than the streetlamp. Even her hand felt warm on his.