There aren't a lot of things that aren't dangerous.

[Says the boy who grew up post-apocalypse only to enter a video game that destroys worlds. He looks over at her buried in his hoodie, and it actually amuses him. He doesn't smile, but still.]

Damn, that actually works for you. I think I should just admit that you wear it better and abdicate my mythological role. Are you ready to be Princess of Heart?

[He absolutely means it as a joke because he would never ever want any child to have to play Sburb, and of course if she were a player, it would already be predestined in the nonsense that is Paradox Space.

Still, he's pretty impressed that she makes that look adorable. On him, it just felt a bit dweeby. (He does still like the gloves though.)]