[ A light chuckle escapes him when her thumb pokes his nose. The sensation is... odd, not unwelcome though. Ticklish? Is that the word for it? It's likely he'll experience many such odd yet enjoyable sensations in the days, weeks, and hopefully years to come.

He moves a little closer to her, shifting best he can with their position, and rests his forehead gently against hers. Absently he strokes her hair with the hand still at the back of her head, fingers tangling through the pink locks he's sought to provide her a mirror of in his current form, enjoying the silken sensation against the soft skin of his hand. Allowing LILITH to make this shape-changing modification was certainly worth the initial discomforts... ]

"As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time:
You become an image of what is remembered forever."

[ Another gentle pulse of pink in his eyes, still in synch with her breathing, as he gently nuzzles his nose against hers. ]

There is ease within your presence. I am Myself, I am at peace... I am within my home. No other has inspired such in my heart before yourself. One finds struggle to put forth better naming than "Soulmate", as you speak it, for this.