Both of them stood up at the same time, brushing off the quiet that had fallen over them.
Damon glanced at her with a small smile. "We should probably head back," he said softly, glancing at the darkening sky. "It's getting late."
Svetlana nodded, and without a word, fell in step beside him as they walked out of the park.
Even though it was cooler outside now, there was a pleasant silence between them that was filled with everything they had said and not said.
As Damon's mind wandered, he kept playing back parts of their talk. He felt a little lighter, like the weight of his past wasn't as heavy.
Beside him, Svetlana looked just as thoughtful, her eyes reflecting the glow of the streetlights.
Damon paused and slowed down as they got closer to the corner. He wasn't quite ready for the night to end.
He turned to look at her and noticed how calm she looked.