As much as you wanted to stay like this forever, you knew your time was running out. Your nose just couldn't feed your rabid heart. You figured you’d run out of air first anyways, you'd learned that Pegasi had more hemoglobin in their blood that let them function at high altitude. You open your eyes for the first time in a while and immediately cross them in an attempt to focus on your partner. From your distance you see that her eyelids are closed and her ears are folded in submission; your index finger is still scratching the warm fur behind one of them. She tries to keep it folded over the welcome digit, but you can tell she’s fighting her own reflexes. The ear flickers in sequence with a quiet grunt when you hit a particularly good cluster of nerves. 