-laughs- I’m sure we’ll find something. -nods, gratefully accepting her crown- And a pretty awesome hippie at that.
-salutes- Indeed. Now, lets get you some proper food. -stands up, taking her hand and dragging her with him-
Heh, it’s not like you had much of either to begin with. -shrugs, sitting down across from him- And I proclaim thee Sir Steven. Founder of Stevenism. -chuckles-
What a rude little lady. -pokes her sides- And together, we shall rule. Not sure what we’ll rule, but we will. -finishes up his chain and places it on her head- You look like a hippie. -chuckles-
-laughs loudly, wrapping her arms around his neck- Steven, you fool. Put me down. -pokes his side once she’s released- But yes, I agree. Daisy chains. -smiles, walking over to the large patch of daisies-
-salutes- I’m a man of my word. We’re overdue on this. -chuckles, following her, then sitting- Though, this brings my manliness and street cred down. -chuckles, starting to craft the chain- I dub thee Queen Crazy.
-looks a little suspicious- What? What does it mean?
-grins smugly, not saying anything, then picks her up bridal style and takes her to the garden- Daisy chains. -places her down gently-
As of two days ago. I’ve lost my mojo whilst being in there. -shrugs- I’m not too bad thanks.
You know what that means, right?
Struggling to get out of my beanbag, that’s how I am. -chuckles- How’re you Steven?
Lady Hanley! -grins- I take it you’re back in the library and out of the nurses wing? -shrugs some- I’m stellar. You? Aside from the beanbag conundrum.
How are my favorite crazies?
-grins, squeezing his hand- Okay, it’s a deal. I’ll attempt to learn a language and you can take me to whichever countries you like.