Nope, no fire ants. Just hands, like when they were in the Room but reversed. Which was pretty cool. And because she could, she bent down and kissed his -- her -- forehead. "How do you not get a kink looking down all the time?"
The commiseration was met with a nod. Such terrible decision-makers, or maybe terrible timing. Whatever it was, it kept their lives interesting at least. She stared again, unamused, before smiling wryly. "I was perfectly fine being lower-level powered. I love you, but the over-power bit is for the birds." A beat, "Lower case birds, not upper case." To clarify.
"The clouds are very nice. Quite atmospheric." She said as they started walking, a moment taken as she adjusted her walk to not be as stride-y. Longer legs meant that the strides would be longer. "So it is." Weirdness and all. But she smiled warmly, bright eyes crinkling with the action. "I love you. And I'm thinking flowers, for one? She had a plant in her office. And the New Zealand accent is like them trying to do an American accent." A beat, "Hilarious."