[...Okay, yeah, Alear is absolutely gonna laugh at that. It's bright and giggly and light and her grip on his hand tightens, but she grins after.]

I won't, I won't. But you know me, I just can't help being a little sentimental, yeah? [Snrk.] Would you prefer handsome instead, maybe?

[...Ah, she can't stand how pleased he looks; it's in the best way, but Alear's face moves with purpose as her eyes close--]