Cuddlyscales, Round 2

Current Class: Wannabe Princess

'You and Clavi have gained a level in Holding Hands. Your levels are now 12 and 1 respectively.'

Clavi shoots you a look. If you had to take a guess to that particular pop-up, it's a hold over from your previous marriage. If she could see you now. Probably get a kick out of Clavi.

"How long have you been single?" Clavi inquired, getting a deep breath from you in return. It's not the sort of question you would normally answer. But turnabout is fair play to an extent.

"A year or two." you answer and get a nod from your companion. "Cancer is a wicked bitch."

A chuckle, cut off by the ceiling being pulled away. Time for emotional connections is over. Fun while it lasted to an extent. More than enough to refresh both of you.

"Here I am!" Cuddlyscales announced, holding something really tiny close to her chest. Which forces both you and Clavi to look up that way. The detail on her dress is absolutely phenomenal. Sure, both of your dresses were definitely on the same level as hers. But to see it at that scale made the difference. "I brought dinner!"

Carefully, she sets what looks to be a bunch of fruit and veggies. Though, you thought it was morning now. Time was fickle and sometimes confusing.

"Eat up!"