"How would you even fit it in there?"

She settles down on the bed, smiling a little.

"Truly a conundrum."

"Mmmmmmmmm no don't care right now. Cuddle me?"

He smiles at her. "Sure."

"Eee!" she says, and scoots over so he'll have room and opens her arms invitingly.

Snuggle!

Snuuuuuggle. She makes a little contented sound, nuzzling again.

Cozy.

"You're not disappointed in yourself, are you?" she wonders, after a while.

"Huh? No, not at all," he says. "I handled it admirably."

"Mhmmm!" Nuzzle. "You were very impressive." ... And then she giggles, looking away.

...Miles giggles too. "Um. Thank you."

"You're welcome," she mumbles shyly, squirming a little so she can rest her head where his neck meets his collarbone.

Slightly muffled: "It was nice." Pause. "... I shouldn't try to relationship while I'm a kite."

"Yes, that sounds like wise advice," he agrees.

"I am a smart kite," she declares, proudly. Giggle. "With a soul sticker!"

"Yes you are." Snuggle.

Snuggle!

"I like your sticker," she decides.

"Thank you! I'm pretty fond of it myself."

"It makes you all..." She scrunches up her face, trying to find words. "Warm and toasty. Like a little fireplace?"

...awwwwwwwwwwwww.

Happy nuzzle.

"Fireplace sticker!" she declares, apparently pleased with this designation.

"A title I shall wear with pride."

Giggle.

"I think without my sticker I was." She hums, thoughtfully. "A house. And the sticker's like the people. It's nice enough without them, but if you don't have a house that's lived in, why bother?"

"...huh. I see what you mean," he says thoughtfully.

"Following that line of reasoning, I think I was a fireplace with no fire in it."

"Well you were inside me," she agrees, blithely.