<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff99">Illian fell forward, catching himself with his hands on the backs of her knees where the bar secured her. Looking down at her like this, if he ignored the tears, it was almost like they used to be. There was a time when they would do stuff like this for fun. A lot of the pleasure gear had come from his time with her, as they had been together for a while before she left. Even in the midst of all of this, seven years wasn’t a very long time...A melancholy look crossed over his face and he couldn’t help just sit there, his gaze locked on her face without any real reason, just that he couldn’t seem to look away.</span>