[Action] /MAKES THIS MOE BECAUSE IT'S SO LATE

[Cheyenne continues to marvel at the touch, feeling Luke's shirt under her fingertips. If she slides her hand up higher, she can feel his chest rise as he breaths. It's warmer than his hand: something she probably wouldn't have noticed before. And it's different from touching someone while sensing their soul... she can't quite explain it, but despite her newfound ability to be physically closer, there's still a sense of distance between them...]

[But that doesn't stop her from taking a step forward and wrapping her arms around Luke, giving him a rather sudden, warm hug.]

[If she knew what "bliss" was, she would probably use it to describe how she's feeling right now.]