Perhaps it is something we might find together then. [ She smiles and her tail sways against his leg slightly at the idea. ] We cannot have humorless lord in Ishgard when the rest is so dreary.

[ His apologetic look is simply met with a beaming smile. While her childhood may not have been good? The fact that his has been well means far more to her. It is best that one of them had a good childhood instead of both of their lives being so upsetting.

I may have never found you.

She answers him, but perhaps she merely thinks it as opposed to answering him out loud. She has drifted off as he notes, from merely him playing with her hair. How long has it been since someone brushed her hair? The notion alone is calming, but the fact he is the one doing it is what truly puts her at ease.

Her beloved.

The commotion doesn't stir her. She instead has moved more into his arms as she has slept, curling her tail around her, and her ears twitching. She curls against him further once the door has been answered. Moments later footsteps come to their door. Then, a gentle knock follows. Lantaa rolls to her side, hiding her face in his chest, but continues to sleep. ]