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Mot blushed, something that was always glaringly obvious on his pale skin. "Aww, you're sweet to say that." Mot chuckled, tickled pink at her compliment. Those chimes would be delivered to her ASAP. Probably with a bow on them.

"Game? Hmm.." Mot hummed in thought, looking up at the sky for answers. "I suppose Shooting games. Surprising, right?" He said with a cheeky grin. "My favorite board game growing up was actually Nagas and Ladders. I tried to get my father to play with me once, but he got fed up with the fact it was solely based on luck." A light shrug and whimsical smile dawned his face. "At least he tried. He usually doesn't take any interest in me at all. But I was a lot more pushy as a kid." He actually laughed a bit. Usually his father was a sore subject, but it just didn't bother him anymore.

"What about you, Gene? Favorite game? Favorite band? ...Ever been to a concert?"

"It's fun! I'm pretty sure I still have it at home. Maybe next time I visit Mother I will bring it back with me." The reaper offered, followed by a light chuckle.

Casketball. An actual sport. One reason you never saw Mot doing sports was... he sucked at sports. Mot was rather an indoorsy and bookish sort of guy. Odd, seeing as he dressed like a cowboil and actually knew how to ride a skeletal horse. That was as outdoorsy as Mot O'Boyle got.

The reaper laughed at Gene's hipster reply, giving her a light nudge in jest. "Maybe not. But maybe I'd like to hear of them. I like music."

The Devil's Punch Bowl was now in view. A crater carved by water, a tall and majestic waterfall streaming down into its mouth. The water glittered red like a ruby. The plant life ranged from dead to leafy; the liveliest being the great willow tree that sat at the bowl's highest peak.

Mot grinned, taking the CD and giving it a look over. "Ah, thank you! I look forward to that train ride now." Smiling, he set the CD inside one of his pouches for safe keeping.

"Isn't it? The perfect place for a picnic date." When they finally got to their spot under the willow, Mot set down the satchel he'd been carrying. Piece by piece, he set out their lunch. A large thermos, followed by two mugs. Two neatly wrapped sandwiches, a paper bag with jerky, and a tray with a delightful assortment of fruit cut up artistically into fun shapes.

"I am no cook, but making things that involve no cooking at all was relatively easy. I spent the better part of an afternoon looking for such meals in the interweb."

Mot smiled bashfully, lightly shrugging his shoulders. "Perhaps you did~." He chuckled, taking up a piece of jerky for himself.

"It's getting close to a point nowadays where I really need to think about Graduation. I'd like to really appreciate a day like today where I don't have to worry about such responsibilities."

Mot took comfort in the close proximity he had to the ghost, keeping a free arm wrapped around her shoulders. "You think so?" He chuckled and smiled warmly.

"Taking risks isn't something I usually do anymore. But I'll never get anywhere if I don't take them, right? You and Xiu opening a restaurant is something to be admired. I'm amazed at the passion you both have for it." That too was a risk. Putting their dreams into a reality. Mot believed with all his heart it would succeed.

"And if my dreams do not take flight, maybe I can mooch my way into helping out at the cafe, since my culinary skills today proved so successful. I know a ghoul or two who work there~" He added with a sassy tone.

"Ahhh... A place to stay.. Gee I don't even know if the Boogeys have an academy of their own." Mot was a bit ashamed of himself now. Why did these things never occur to him to find out?

But on the other hand, this was a whole other thing to be excited about.

"I had best be seriously looking into that." He chuckled, "And I need to calculate how much money I will be receiving and if it is feasible to have an apartment..." He drifted into thought, soon shaking his head. "I have been much too laid back, it seems. I think in the back of my mind I always assumed these answers would appear from thin air after graduating." The reaper admitted with a sheepish smile.

"When I move on out into the world, I do hope I'll get chances to visit you."

The reaper went slightly pink from the kiss on the cheek, his smile widening despite himself. He couldn't help the urge to give her a kiss bak, tilting his head to press a quick kiss to her cheek in return."Red, huh? I should look for her in the near future. Having her back is an advantage." He knew of one other Boogeyman, but he rarely saw him around.

Mot raised a free hand in the air as if under attack, a light chuckle coming from the smiling reaper. "Of course, of course! I can't imagine not visiting from time to time." Still, the distance would be felt. "But for now, I'll take advantage of how close by you are. A few coffee dates here and there."