Kynton nodded slightly, still a little shocked that what he was seeing appeared to be real the more he looked at her.
He looked down to watch as their hands pressed together, the feeling so foreign to him as he rarely allowed himself to get close to others. He'd thought he was safe enough with Bella but somehow his problems felt a bit dwarfed in the presence of her abilities.
A faint blush rose to his cheeks, making him painfully aware of the rather unusual heat that spread across his face and neck for it. It would have been welcome had it not been for the distinct awareness of embarrassment that came along with it.
"You feel real," he murmured in agreement, allowing himself to press lightly against her palm with his own, marveling in the rare opportunity for touch. Kynton couldn't bring himself to part from her quickly, as much as he normally would have been eager to.
Green eyes observed her almost nervously, flickering all over her as if not trusting he would be allowed to do so and needed to be quick about it. He was still having trouble believing the tiny Bella he knew was able to transform into a woman. It seemed impossible, but many things of magic did, he supposed.
"That's very interesting. You're, um, quite special," he finally decided, smiling almost sadly as he tried to meet her eyes.