The blue glow shifts up and down his arm as the new nerves learn and recalibrate accordingly.  She watches as the realization washes over him, and the emotion in his voice brings tears to her eyes. She runs her fingers through his, light as a feather, tracing the seams that mimic the lines of his palm.

This is the sweetest blow she's ever struck against the Thern and their legacy.

Her gaze moves back to his face and she mirrors that grin back to him.