"Good job, Mom."
"I said I'd be more cuddly."
"I'm fine right now. It's just when the mako drains out is when it'll be taking effect."
"More of the physical way, not emotional. I think I would be in a more cuddly mood."
"A little bit."
He shrugged.
"It's alright. I'll probably be a little mako drunk after this."
"Not right now. As you can see, I'm basically in a giant pickle jar right now."
"Seems like it. Don't worry, from what I can tell, they're hypoallergenic."
"Precisely." A cradle-sized rose sprouted from the ground with her in the middle of it while still holding onto her tail. "It seems I named her appropriately."
"Perhaps because since you will be my future wife, she will be your daughter-in-law."
"Soft." She said as she hugged it.
"Yeah. The only mementos of hers are her clothes and her scent on the sheets." She laughed happily.
He looked up at her. "Mine? Why?"
"Of course."
A rose petal appeared in her hands and she offered it to her.
She put a hand on her cheek.
"Future wife actually." She giggled.
He nodded. "Just worried one of you will take me from her."
He put his hand against the glass. "This won't interfere with our relationship." He mouthed to her.
