Tycondrius chuckled as he watched his lover's face and ears redden considerably.
"Ughhhhh," Elle rolled her eyes, but she gulped audibly. "Q-quit it. You're teasing me again."
"If you consider that teasing..." Tycon leaned forward to whisper into her ear, "Just wait until we return to our room."
He emphasized his intentions by gently nibbling on her earlobe.
"H... ah..." Elle quivered as she closed her eyes... but she gently pushed him away, "G-got it. But... what would I be?"
"Hahaha!" Tycon laughed. He did not hate his partner's stubborn qualities, "How does 'personal bodyguard' sound?"
To him, it sounded ridiculous. In a combat zone, it would be more appropriate if he served as her guardian rather than vice versa.
"That doesn't seem quite right," Elle sighed, "considering I'm... a Divine Armor pilot."
