"Does it have things about advance directives for mind-altering magic?"

"Not for mind-altering magic, but, like, people like Ister exist and it is considered irresponsible or at least high-trust risky stuff to get too deep into that genre without there being an out, and 'maybe you will learn to throw off this curse in a timely manner' would not meet anyone's standards for that."

"I didn't think it was okay, that's why I didn't want to kiss you -"

"...my point is that advance agreement or no you are entitled to anything from vague botherment to full-fledged post-traumatic stress disorder, not that it's a good idea to cultivate that if you don't actually have it but it wouldn't be weird or anything."

" - when I'm around Dementors I hear an argument my parents had over me when I was four. It's really just vague botherment, and I'd do it again, I just - I apologize for sending you conflicting signals, I didn't realize I was doing it or that it'd be unpleasant."

Snuggle. "It's not a big deal."

Snuggle. "Exams went well, for whatever that's worth."

"All the kittens survived?"

"My kitten survived. They might kill the cats afterwards, I'm really not sure, 1802 has more cats than we know what to do with."

"It becomes customary to sterilize one's pets eventually."

"That'd solve it. Can we perchance have some breakfast?"

"Course, what do you want?"

"Something exotic and surprising, I don't know."

"...hang on, let me look up some dates in food innovation."

Some date-looking-up later there are chocolate chip pancakes and kiwis.

Chocolate is so delightful!!! Pancakes are so weird! Kiwis are - he considers them carefully and then makes one sprout a head and wings and a fluffy tail and take bumbling flight around the room - "they look like small furry animals, see -"

"Actually they share a name with a flightless bird, not a furry critter." He produces a picture rather than an actual kiwi bird.

"Awww." He can make his kiwifruit look more like a kiwi bird. He leaves it flying around, then lets it split neatly open and skin itself. Munch. "Oooh, they're tart."

"Yes they are." Munch.

And after a while they can head downstairs. 

"Oh, hello, you came inside."

They are planning the excursion to Ireland! He has been animating little model dragons for her.

They're so cuuuuute!

"It took Amriac a while to notice that Elf me was not just oblivious but actually disinterested," he says. Look, this one breathes fire. "Am I kind of annoying?"

"I haven't found you annoying since you were five but I'm probably biased."

"Well I should be biased on the topic of my alt but he's kind of annoying."

"Ah, that. I think it's the Elfiness. I have occasionally been annoyed with mine as well - he is not being at all nice to Fredrick -"