She leaned forward, bending slightly so she could look at him with her lips pursed stubbornly. "You're enough. You'll always be enough."
She grinned at him, kissing his jaw before pausing. "There's another celebration for sirens.. It's at the same place as last time."
"Is there?" he asked conversationally, leaning back and draping an arm over her shoulder. "Well, you should go."
She glanced at him before patting his back playfully. "Just because it's a place of worship, and usually only specific foods are allowed. I'd still like to make food with you, if you want."
She looked thoughtful before perking up. "Oh! I just remembered." She stood, leaving for a moment only to return with a large pot. Inside it was filled with water and single, large lotus.
