[There's a small jolt beneath them, indicating that the ferris wheel had started to move again. It's as if time had stopped just for them before it began to move forward. And Iona couldn't be any happier than at that moment.
Iona feeling emboldened (doesn't she always) leans her head against Michael's shoulder.]
Yeah... [He allows her to lean her head against him, and he leans a little into her in return, their hands still touching.]
You and me.
[He's barely even noticed the carriage being slowly brought back down, again. The ferris wheel is as lackadaisical as before, as if it had never stopped.]
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Iona feeling emboldened (doesn't she always) leans her head against Michael's shoulder.]
We'll see where this goes then? You and me?
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You and me.
[He's barely even noticed the carriage being slowly brought back down, again. The ferris wheel is as lackadaisical as before, as if it had never stopped.]