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Though Ryan may have insisted before that Lucy's mood brightening had nothing to do with his being around, the fact that she'd been feeling better over the past few days than she had in months seemed to dictate otherwise. She wasn't sure what it was about him, but she didn't think she needed to, either. It was enough that he'd been feeling the same way she had for all that time; knowing that, she saw no reason to question it.

One of the up sides to what had wound up happening with them was that she no longer needed an excuse to drop by his hut. After the long walk from the treehouse, she was tired and it was late afternoon by the time she got there, but it was better than running all that way. The door was closed, but she couldn't help but smile when she reached it, raising one hand to knock and then rocking back on her heels expectantly.

Maybe they were taking it slow, and maybe the island wouldn't let it last all that long, but that didn't mean she wasn't going to enjoy it.

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Though hers wasn't the only mood that had brightened lately, Ryan was a little more reserved. Whatever this was between them, however much he enjoyed her company, he still wasn't convinced he hadn't been right from the start about its being a bad idea. There was no doubt they were setting themselves up to be hurt, and he was generally too cautious for this kind of in the moment behavior. On his own, he wrestled with indecision and uncertainty. With her around, though, doubts cleared away. She was too difficult to resist now they'd begun.

He still kept to himself a lot of the time, and today was no exception. The sound of a knock made him put down the sketchbook, though, and roll from the bed to his feet, crossing the room to open the door. He might not yet have known what to call the pair of them, but the sight of her there still made him smile. "Hey." He stepped back to let her in, hands settling at her waist to draw her in after him. "Just in the neighborhood?"