Relief came with a soft snort, gem eyes rolling up before Starlight hefted her magic higher, basket no longer brushing the blades of grass when her concentration had lulled.
"Dearest, I don't mind a thing." Not North's often goofy ways, or his erratic excitement, the balance between cavalier gentlemanly ways and charming blundering in romance. He was sweet, and Starlight was going to marry the frick out of him because of it.
"You can sleep over tonight and we can get right onto that planning." She teased with a little tail flick.
