[She pauses, and keeps her eyes on one very beautiful silver button on his jacket, taking a deep breath before talking.] Howl, I - I realize that ours is a definitely strange story, what with you being an insufferable slither-outer and me being nosey and bossy and whatever else you claim I am, but...just because I barged into your home uninvited when I was under the spell does not mean I was not - not raised in a certain way, you understand?

I've been - living in your quarters for months now, and whilst I can accept that things are done differently here and where you come from, you should know that I would not mind some sort of reassurance every now and then. Even if it means having the right to call you mine. [No word attached to it. But - hers, nonetheless. She ventures a glance up.

Worries her lip between her teeth.] So - are you?