Relationships are about compromise. You taught me that.

[And... be it far from Ithaqua to keep Urianger from what makes him happy. If he truly places so much importance on the title as to stake emotions on it, then fine. They will make it official.

When he feels his stomach rumble, he pulls away, gives Urianger a kiss on the forehead, and turns to the soup.]

You're important enough for me to do such a thing.

And... hm. [Ithaqua tilts his head at his lover, spoon now in hand.] I confess, it's nice to truly make sure that you're mine.