"Oh sweet Heavens. Look at them. Dainon regarded the pair, his heart aching.
Kei lay in Arrio's arms, his head resting upon Arrio's bronzed chest. The layers that had covered them had been pushed lower, and Dainon could see Kei's thigh lying across Arrio's body, his hand resting protectively over where Arrio's heart beat. Arrio's hand lay on Kei's thigh, and the scene was one of such beauty and tranquility that Dainon struggled to breathe."