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[serves]

[He taps her nose, as he often does.] I always want you happy.

[princessia]

That's annoying!

[ Yet that nose tap always gets a giggle and wider smile out of her. She's definitely happier now despite what she says. Not a good liar here. ]

[serves]

I can fix it. [He taps a little higher, right between the eyes.] Better?

[princessia]

[ A laugh. ]

No!

[ She leans away, grabbing her pillow and shielding her face with it. ]

[serves]

[Oh, is that how she wants to play? Cullen makes a show of shoving her, but it's not a very big shove--in fact, he keeps a hold on her and makes sure she doesn't bounce off the cot or hurt herself. So, it's more like tipping her over. Oops.]

Careful! That's what happens when you can't see.

[princessia]

[ She keeps from tipping over too much by pushing herself up with her arm. Sitting up on her bed, she shoves the pillow at Cullen's face. ]

Now you're the one who can't see!

[serves]

[He laughs, and tips over. Not being able to see is very dangerous!]

Ah, a good point.

[princessia]

[ She places her pillow on her lap, though she does look ready to shield her face again. ]

Do I win?

[serves]

[He sits up properly, though he reaches over to gently pat her head.]

You win.

[princessia]

Better luck next time, Cullen.

[ Even if she knows he's just letting her win at whatever they're playing. She beams more brightly as she's rewarded with a head pat. ]

[serves]

[There's his girl.]

As a reward, I'll tell you a good story before you go to sleep tonight. Fair?

[princessia]

Fair!

[ And she already sounds quite eager to hear it. ]

A story from your world?

[serves]

Jove and Cassandra aren't the only ones with stories.

[princessia]

They've set the bar high with their stories.

[ With animals like Druffy and Crookytail. She's only playing, rather enthusiastic hearing about anything from his world. ]

[serves]

That's why I let them go first.

[He gives her a fond smile. No, he just... thinks he sucks at being entertaining...]

[princessia]

[ She flops back down on her cot, squishing her pillow and getting comfortable. ]

So, what's your story?

[serves]

Want it now, do you? Hmm... I don't know...

[princessia]

[ A small huff. ]

What do you mean you don't know? Why can't I hear it now?

[serves]

It's supposed to be for later. Waiting makes things better, you know.

[NO ONE SAYS THAT]

[princessia]

Waiting is painfully boring.

[serves]

But the longer you wait, the better a story you'll get.

[princessia]

...You're still thinking about a story to tell.

[ Because he doesn't really have one now, right? She doesn't look too upset at least, even smiling a bit. ]

I get it. I'll wait.

[serves]

You saw right through me. I'll have one soon, I promise. I want it to be a good one.

[princessia]

Alright. Don't forget, 'kay?

[serves]

I won't. You have my word. I just have to decide whether to tell you about bears or dragons.

[What a tease.]