Elisabeth did not realize she was holding her breath. Not unit she felt his arms slowly embrace her. Then, and only then, could she finally release the tension built up inside. It was then she knew that yes, it was still the Ezner she knew…and he was fully present with her. That he remembered their connection and was a willing participant.

He [i]remembered.[/i]

His heartbeat slowed and soon, things settled. For her part, she was afraid of saying anything that might upset him further, but she knew there were more questions to ask. A balancing act for sure. 

It was then he made a promise to her to never be lost from her again. She understood the words but needed to know what they meant to him. Sometimes things could have different meanings for different people. What did the promise mean in Ezner’s soul? Promises were a funny thing. Balthazar did not like promises and generally disliked the times in the past that she had made them to him. Something about them not being worth very much when forces greater than one’s self were at play. The young woman had taken them to mean that despite that, one would do everything in their power to keep them. Elisabeth had tried to argue the point a few times but had finally given up. Still, she made promises to other people in her heart, even if they did not want to hear them out loud.
 
[b]“Ezner, tell me what that promise means to you…so I understand? Please...”[/b] The question was posed softly, inquisitive sapphire gaze rising to meet his as she leaned back a bit, letting her head lift from his chest. While her arms no longer wrapped around him, her hands found their way to him, tangling fingers with his. Despite his newly found calm disposition, he still needed to know she was there. Touch was the best way, so she fostered the physical connection best she could as she waited to hear what he had to say.