She shrugs. "I'm on the - " She waves her hand vaguely, "Extremely destructive and antisocial end, for my type of person. I don't like remembering whether this particular region is protected by an alt, keeping track of who I shouldn't hurt beyond a small handful, containing myself..."

Kiss.

"Fair enough."

Snuggle and kiss. "I probably shouldn't poke that particular group though, anyways - I suspect they currently don't know I'm alive."

"It would save trouble. But for the record, I would back you over them."

Kiss! "You're very good."

"So are you."

"I won't immediately rush out to borrow trouble, then."

"After our vacation, perhaps."

Kiss! "And I bet there's more than a few of me or you out there who haven't run across that particular group..."

"You want to start your own gang?"

Shrug. "We'll have to see."

"Or maybe a harem."

Heeeee. "It's almost like you've met me."

"I should warn you that I'm a jealous lover."

"So I should only take disposable lovers, then?" she teases.

"That would be for the best."

Kiss! "Mmm, I sometimes get jealous..." she murmurs, "But I'm finding the thought of wrapping an alternate me up with a pretty little bow for you quite attractive..."

"Ooh. That does sound... enticing."

"When's your birthday?"

She pauses to think.

"Four months or so, I believe."

"I should be able to find someone by then."

Hee.

This definitely calls for kisses.

Mmmm yes. Very enthusiastic ones.

The sun begins to set in front of them.

"When's your birthday?"

She laughs. "You know, I'm not even sure I remember anymore."