They can... they can share thoughts?

The idea comes as a shock to hir, but, perhaps, not as much of one as it should have; it feels... it feels right, the idea of it. Like they were meant to share these things. Like they were meant to be bonded like this.

Sie's not sure why it happened, not really, but... it feels nice. Very nice. The idea of destiny is one sie can embrace—especially if it feels as nice as this.

A small, snakey smile spreads across hir face, and sie shifts her head so it's resting gently upon the crown of Tori's head, careful not to unbalance hirself and fall right off. The ground is moving below hir at a slightly worrying pace, and sie's never been up this high before, and sie doesn't really have any control over hir movement like this, but...

...well, sie hasn't been able to control hir body since sie was born. Sie finds hirself not minding the idea of Tori carrying hir one bit, even as sie sways with the movement of the Gembound beneath hir. Sie trusts Tori. They're bonded. They were meant to be... be friends. Best friends.

It's easy to trust hir fate to some divine force; to trust hir fate to her. Easier than sie thought it would be, with the anxiety of before.

Sie feels full of joy and warmth and wonder, and as the two of them come towards the tunnel and sie imagines flashes of vivid flowers and greenery, the likes of which sie has never seen but the thoughts of which sie can almost touch, sie begins to feel something like... contentment.

Tori would keep talking, and Lumi would keep listening.