Oh my, that does sound serious, if he'd be willing to move all that way for you. You have been busy, Pasha.

[Wherever Vesuvia happens to lie in comparison to this-- but its a dizzying thought, one he decides not to think too hard on, right now.]

You'll have to introduce me. Or, um, reintroduce me...I suppose.

[There's the slight inward pull of his eyebrows at that, the whole concept still beyond him but...best not to spoil happy reunions by dwelling on those things. It's something he can contemplate in greater depth, later, when he's alone with it.

For now...there's an intensity in her words that has heat rising up in him, and as such - of course - he laughs it off whilst pulling her that little bit more tightly against him.]

And you call me dramatic.