There was a quiet hum of contentment as he felt her reiatsu brush against his before gliding along it, a forgotten but quickly remembered sensation that imbued him with feelings of peace, belonging, closeness, warmth, stability and safety. He remembered the feeling of her reiatsu next to his, melding and merging into one as they faced opponents together, watching each other's backs as they darted with exhilaration into frays.

They were formidable when sparring with each other, but that was nothing in comparison to what they were like when fighting as one.

That, he knew for sure, though exactly how he knew, he could not say, just that the knowledge was there. He didn't have the memories to back the knowledge, but it was still there, strong and true as his reiatsu wound around hers.