"Did you assign a medium-sized number to how much you're in love with me?"
"In summary? How well you work with him, how he feels about your actions and opinions in general, how effectively you are helpful to the world, and, of course, how he feels about you." Pause. "Forty-three point eight is an extremely high number in the scale we're using. If you hadn't guessed."
He snuggles her right back. "I'll break down the why for you later if you like."
"Mmm-hm. I am afraid I don't assign numbers to these things or I'd return the favor."
"Not to worry," drawls the third wheel, "I will not be joining you, I have some work to do before I am put to sleep."
"We'll be back in a bit," Isabella says. "Don't do anything mana-intensive, please."
Off he goes to do - stuff. And things.
"So, which part of the number would you like explained? Just, all of it?"
He looks embarrassed. "This next one's a bit weird to explain because there are lots and lots of numbers that lead to its sum and it's also kind of emotional rather than entirely logical, but - seven point four. Because we're married and there are various reasons for why that has occurred. I don't even know how I'd begin to explain that one, it would take some time. And then, you got an added one point four because you resurrected me and I dislike being dead."
"How do you come by these values?" asks Isabella, who has written them all down. "Why is having magic three point one instead of, say, three, or six, or something?"