Oh, there’s no need for violence. I’m just a detective passing by. Odd, seeing a bloke carrying a weapon so large, hehehe~!
You’ll pass with a warning; we don’t take too kindly to the nosy around here. ESPECIALLY if you mess with my heads.
It’s pretty sensible to be armed when you’re fighting almost every day. The bigger, the usually better. It’s stranger to see someone like you in such strange clothes. Are you hiding anything under there?
(Heads?) Don’t you worry, good sir. I’ve neither intention nor reason to snoop around. I concur with your statement—to fight the battles we must face daily, I make sure to keep a weapon concealed in my person. In this case… *You whip out your Cuesceptor from within your sleeve. Its great length makes its concealment within his coat impossible by normal means.* It doesn’t look like much, but it does its job well.
*Your face brightens up the moment you catch sight of the pillow fort.* Kam, this is amazing! You did all this for me?
*Your eyes widen as she takes your hand.* S-sure. *You smile warmly, finding her touch comforting.*
*You’re blushing an even brighter shade of pink when she kisses you back. But carrying her’s starting to weigh down on your arms, even if she is quite petite. You set her down, regretful to break up your kiss for even a moment.*
Love you, too, honey bun~ *You nuzzle her nose and kiss her again.*
Aww! Coming, sweetie! *You embrace her and lift her up to kiss her.*
Crikey, Kam! Yer makin’ me blush!
> You’re blushing so hotly, you don’t even notice your accent slipping.
Uh… Justice? *confused fist pump*