Now she knew what hand holding meant, what it signified, but she never thought there’d come a day where she was involved in it. Which was why she was extremely surprised when Skippy reached for her hand with his own and held the two at eye length. And she was even more surprised when she found herself not at all annoyed by this action. It felt… right, in a way. Like it was meant to happen. ”Y-yeah…. It’s what we’re fighting for.” Her voice was a mere whisper now, so many thoughts flying around inside her brain. She gave their hands a small look, then lifted her head back up so she could look into his eyes once more. Slowly a small smile crept along her lips. She gave his hand a tight squeeze without even realizing it. There was that weird feeling in her gut again. The same feeling she got around Yakko… but different. Way different.
"I-it sure is nice out today, h-huh?"
"Yeah…. very nice." he breathed as he looked at her with fondness in his eyes. Then he blinked after a moment and his cheeks burned a bit pink and he looked away bashfully, though he still kept his hand intertwined with hers. "I-I mean, yeah sure. I guess it’s pretty okay out." he said with a small shrug, his tail swishing behind him betraying his true happiness at the situation they were in. Alone together, no one around for miles, just the two of them, holding hands in the woods.