"I consulted Rebecca on what foods you might like."

"She has good taste!"

"What a coincidence! Is your family going to be okay - most of the immigrants are so scared around us -"

"They're a little freaked out but they'll cope! The apartment is super nice."

"All yours. Even if you did not want to date any aliens right now, to be clear."

"I got the person who was vacuuming the hall to look up who owned the place, I figured it'd be my secret admirer's, but it wasn't!"

"You do such a good happy. I really want you to be happy."

She beams at him and squirms happily.

Maybe they should kiss some more.

Yes. And she should pet his hair.

Ooooooh.

"So do I call you Prince Canafinwë -"

"Macalaurë."

"Macalaurë," she repeats, careful on the L and R. And she kisses him again.

"Peka. All of us think we got the best one but I'm right."

Giggle.

Kisses!

She has already been as daring as reaching under his clothes so she might as well ACTUALLY reach under his clothes right?

Yes, great idea!!

"This has been the very best thing ever." She likes her princess dress but doesn't need to wear it right now.

"It was so hard not to grab you right away - so the Amentans would have been sad, fuck them all anyway -" Less clothes means more possible places to kiss!

Oooooooh. Appreciative squirming and happy noises ensue.

"Didn't because -" kiss - "when we met I wanted it to make everything make sense instead of making everything confusing -"

"This was mysterious and fun and exciting and awesome."

"Good. I love you."