He discovered she craved physical touch.
She would grab his hand to get his attention. She would bump into him while walking and then whirl away, smiling. She would clutch his arm if she stumbled and thread hers through his as they walked.
She touched whenever she could, and he could see she was happier for it.
So, when the day came that a youkai almost got the jewel and they could no longer put off figuring out what to do, he used touch.
His hands enclosed hers, feeling her tremble. She knew.
"We cannot delay this anymore."
She cried.
