[ teasing is sorely needed with things as they are. everything has felt so heavy and burgeoning. it's the first time in a while she's felt more like herself. ]

Might take forever.

[ and it's too late. he admitted it. only fifteen, but yato was like a child himself half the time. they were a gaggle of kids. speaking of one - ]

Yours, ultimately. He'd just give you a really hard time.

[ cheeks still flushed, she grins at him. wider than any of the other smiles thus far when talking about that sweet boy. it's yato's rapid blinking that reminds her just how much he probably misses him. his guidepost. his son.

she rubs his hand back, gazing at him softly. there's a small tension at the corner of her eyes, but she knows it's true. yato can control his presence here no more than her. no more than anybody.

they should make the most of their time together, which leads her more towards just eloping. being married. it's a back and forth.

he's changed. she laughs to herself. ]

... I don't know why, but I was expecting you to throw a fit at me pushing the ceremony further down the line. Saying things like I didn't really want to marry you or we can record a video and just show Ereshkigal later and it'll be like she was there - but you're not like that anymore. You put my happiness and the happiness of others first, don't you?

[ with her fingers, she brushes at some of the hair hanging in front of his eyes and cups his cheek again. ]