She does so.

There's an absent sense of movement, a vaguely rushing wind. A minute later, the Keres says, "You can open your eyes now."

They're standing in midair, miles above the surface. The city is directly below them, an ugly orange spot against a darkly pounding ocean. Snow-capped mountains to the north, and plains to the east.

"Oh, it's beautiful up here!"

"Sometimes it's nice to get a different perspective."

"Indeed."

"Have you gotten other perspectives, recently?"

"Mmm. Perhaps."

"Well, this is a lovely view. A lovely perspective. Perhaps I shall find something profound in thinking on it, someday, but for now - what would you have of me?"

"Mm."

"I would have... yourself, entire. I... do not want to share."

" - Share in what way?"

"If we're- together, I don't want there to be anyone else."

"I'm not sure how you're defining - I still don't know in what way? I would have called myself 'together' with at least one of my past pets, and that doesn't seem something you're interested in being?"

"Do you mean sexually? Who I'm fond of? Who I flirt with? Who I let tell me what to do? Who I keep? Whose opinions I take into account?"

"Some - ways of being 'together' are more tractable than others, when it comes to limiting myself."

"It's- nnh." She rubs her face. "I want- to be the first one. That you care about, think about. The one who stays. You- are a good thing. I want to keep you. I want to know you won't leave."

"You're not - going to be my first consideration. My first consideration is, actually, the only person I have ever regretted killing. I am intentionally leaving her dead, even though I could put her back rather trivially, because it would be difficult to make her optimally happy without compromising my own desires, and I'd rather have some time to play, first, even though I'd be happier now if I had her."

"I care very intensely about you. I do wish to keep you, and I'm not one to stop being fond of someone. Becoming fond of you hasn't made me any less fond of those I've loved before. People don't - replace each other in my heart."

"That- makes sense."

"I'm sorry that my mind doesn't work in a - monogamous way."

...

"Do you want a hug?"

She does.

She gives a bare nod.

Hug! Tight, clingy hug, like she's trying to anchor the Keres in place.

This is helpful. She hugs back, fiercely.

"You're good, and important, and mine..." she mutters. (She'd probably be injuring a baseline, with how hard she's got her arms wrapped around the Keres.)

That helps too. (The Keres is much harder to hurt than a normal person.)

Well Hisame isn't going to end this hug, but she is going to keep murmuring praise for her girlfriend.

She recollects herself into a semblance of her normal equanimity after a bit, and returns them to the ground.

She leans up to give her girlfriend a soft kiss. "To bed, darling?"

"Mm. Yes, kitten."

She laughs.

"You do know I'd stab anyone else who tried to call me that, right? But I like it from you."