She looked up at him trustingly, her hand on his jaw and her thumb brushing his cheekbone. "You'll figure it out," she repeated. "I trust you."
She exhaled slowly, resting her forehead on his chest for a moment before sitting up. "I gotta get a turtleneck."
She flushed, squinting at him. "You don't know that," she said flatly, standing up and heading over to his drawers.
She looked at him over her shoulder with a frown before digging through for some kind of large sweater. "You've never seen me in a turtleneck."
She slipped it on, pulling it up over her neck and coming back over to him, running her hand through her white hair. "Are you going to get changed?"
She rested on all fours, leaning down to kiss him gently, her hair falling in front of her face. "You're so cute, you know?"
She rolled her eyes slightly, tucking her hair behind her ear. "Don't turn this around on me," she said primly. "That's not how this works."