[ The more he tries, the more she'll fight- when was that ever a doubt? Knowing and having gone through what all they have- she holds onto the people she loves and protects them. That's how it's always been.

Watching him laugh, even though it's encouraged by her tickling, is enchanting to her and she feels her heart swell with joy. When did the world start looking brighter around him? She finds her ears wiggling in delight, especially when he looks so carefree. It's a far cry from the distanced look he tries to wear, from the kind of harsh looks he was trying to give her, but it feels so far away now when he rearranged their positions and draws her onto his lap.

She's smaller and fits perfectly in a curl on his lap, reaching for the cape to properly cover them and resting her head against his shoulder. There's a soft purr that begins to rumble forth from her and she rolls her eyes at the question— ]

You don't know know what fulms, yalms and malms are? Did they teach you anything in your world? They're units of measurement and distance.

[ She gives him a half-hearted smack against his chest before wrapping an arm across his front and nestling in comfortably between his legs so he doesn't have too much of her weight on him. His scent is comforting and she continues her soft purring vibrations before letting her ears flick against his arm. ]

We're in another land together. Almost makes me feel like it's a conspiracy at this point.

[ To keep us adventuring together is implied, but she'll leave it at that. ]

I don't mind it so much if we've found each other again, though...