Lazarus put a hand under his chin in thought, "Hmm, I'll admit...it's pretty hard to match up to me." He said, closing his eyes knowingly, "But frankly, I think no other woman in this world is good enough as you are." He kissed her nose.
“Good girl.” Ciar grimaced at her, he was still doubtful but he will make sure if she tries it she will never attempt to ever again.
Chraizhel smiled. “You are my first, so..” She pinched his nose softly. “It probably means, I’ll get more clingy…” She pointed out. “And more attached..” She winked an eye. "You know how it goes.."