Coy

"But," you adopt a tone of mock seriousness, "how I am I supposed to make you laugh if you don't visit often?"

This sets off some more of her giggles, "it's fine...it's fine because... I can just laugh at you while I hide in my car!"

"Oh, you're hilarious."

She starts setting out papers on the table. There's alot of light coming from her eyes, she glances up at you a couple times.

"Seriously though. I'm going to be starved for human contact. Will you be able to visit at all?"

"There's plenty of humans here," she clicks a pen and hands it to you, "but yes. I can visit you as long as there's a viable reason and I'm willing do all the paperwork."

"Ah, that sounds like more work than it's worth." You begin to navigate the papers.

"Oh, I bet it'd be worth it."

Woah. You heard her right..right? You can feel her looking at you. You're sure whatever expression she's wearing must be an intense one.

But to look up and meet it would a big choice.