"You're a nuisance," said Romulus.
"Fufu~" Frostella giggled mischievously. "That may be the case, but I am your nuisance; isn't that right, my 'big, strong man'~?" She leaned in close, cupping his cheeks and turning his face back to hers. "It isn't very nice to play with my body like puddy, then ignore me the rest of the time. I get lonely, you know…" She mumbled with a melancholic gleam in her eyes, subtly recalling all the years of forced solitude. "Since getting rescued by my knight in shining armor, life has been more fun than it ever has been before. B-But if you think I'm a nuisance, t-then I can leave…—"
Pat, pat.
Romulus tenderly rubbed her head while wearing a small, gentle smile on his face. "You were right about what you said. You truly are my little nuisance."
