"You and Nemo did nearly fight over his slingshot. It's just we were fighting that giant poison flower at the same time."

"So we should always make sure we have something else to fight, got it." He winks.

She giggles.

Meanwhile, Tabby and Nemo are discussing the future. 

"If Ganon doesn't eat us or something, any plans for the future, fiancee?"

"Well, I've been trading with folks along the way... I'm probably going to buy my own ship and tell my parents they can't make me do stuff anymore."

"They deserve a good talking to."

"I- Don't give my parents a talking-to. It'll make them worse."

"Yeah, but then we can just sail away on our boat."

"Our boat?"

"What did you expect, fiancee? I'm not going to stay at home and wait for you while you have adventures."

"Sure, we're still pretending that's a thing. Okay then."

"And we're taking our dozens of vampiric spawn with us. And what do you mean pretend?"

"It's a good joke, but you're taking it kind of far. We're both too little to be actually betrothed."

"Are we?"

"Yeah. I'm only ten. Even for rich-people-betrothals those happen when you're twelve or fourteen at least, mostly."

"I can wait."

"You're still acting like it's definitely going to happen! What if I just want to be alone when I'm twelve, huh?"

"Then what do I do?"

"Talk to other people?"

"I don't know other people."

"Talk to them anyway, it'll fix that. Probably."

"You promised!"

"It was a joke thing!"

"Humans are weird." She attempts to storm off with what space they have.

Yeah, doesn't really work with such a little space.

"You're making me the bad guy. Gren, Zeke, did you think it was for real?"