The warmth he felt when he held Ambrosia close to him and the way she would kiss him like he was the only person in the world was something he could not comprehend; sometimes he thought his mind would explode trying to comprehend the unconditional love.  As he kissed her, as she fawned over him, he noticed something shiny from the corner of his eye.  It was a necklace; beautiful, even though he couldn't quite understand the symbol.  It sort of looked like moons intertwined together.  In an act of desperation, he snatched it and put it in his pocket.  Just in case he did lose her, he would have a piece of her.  He could remember where it came from.  Maybe he would wear it when she went to ... where was she going?  Normally, she was neat when folding clothes in her suitcase.  Ahh, it didn't matter.  They were together.<br/><br/>"I do want to go the park with you today; to our special place where we cuddle.  I'm sure I can convince you to come back."  He ran his fingers through her hair; "Where are you going anyways?" he asked while he gently wrapped his arms around her waist.