For what felt like an eternity, long after the world stopped quaking, there was a deafening silence as the two Deities, both inhabiting vessels, stared intently at each other. There was a greedy desire exploding unseen between them. Both seemed content simply drinking the other's presence, however hidden it was by the suits of mortals.
It was only when a quarter of an hour passed that Boron drew closer to Suzamete, and his massive hand was extended towards her.
Gracefully, Suzamete floated onto his palm and sat on it without breaking her gaze on him.
Her voice wasn't quite as profound as Boron's but it was clear and unnatural still.