"Did. Cept for how I was worried t'would make it weird if I too 'bviously liked you."

"Well, it's only weird if we make it weird."

"That makes so much sense," Lucien mumbles.

"I certainly think so."

"Well you're very smart."

"I certainly like to think so."

"Yes that is another good fact about you."

"What, that I'm egotistical?"

"Yes it's really good."

"There's no accounting for taste, I guess."

Lucien does not follow but that's okay he can just look at Isabella like she is the BEST PERSON in the WHOLE WORLD.

...wow that is sure a way to look at her.

It's because she IS the best person in the WORLD. 

Pet pet pet.

Mmmmm. Pets are good.

"You're very cute."

No words only smile.

Pet pet.

Mmmmm...

Eventually Lucien decides he is hungry.

Totally reasonable. They have some bananishes stockpiled. Is he going to sit up and eat them or is he still in need of post-quill care such that she will be feeding him?

He can eat them! Not like, dignifiedly. But he can eat them. 

He doesn't need to be dignified about it. "I can go get some more of these. I'll try not to trip into any porcupines."

"...you're leaving?"

"- oh not right now, just, we should make sure to have food around and you're in no condition to go tromping around."

Nod nod. Not right now.