She stood a good distance away from him and asked, "Now that we are more than friends, we should determine the distance we should be at. This is the distance between friends right?"

Without waiting for his answer, she stretched out her hand till the tips of her fingers almost touched his chest. "Is a one hand distance good enough or closer?"

"Closer,"

With a tentative smile, she stepped forward, "elbow distance is fine or,"

"Closer can?" He smirked without allowing her to finish her sentence.

She feigned shock, "There's only wrist and fingers distance left to cross!"

"How about the ஒருவருக்கான மூச்சுக்காற்றை இருவர் சுவாசிக்கும் நெருக்கம் that you mentioned?"

"That was poetry," she blushed. Composing herself, she concealed the smile and offered a deal, "Elbow distance then." Just then, the train stopped and she lurched into his arms.

"Guess we are at the two persons one breath distance then," he had the final laugh.