[Feliks, no. She's an adult now, with an adult job. Pillow fort? Ice cream? Miniature buffet of snacks? Dumplings? Stop encouraging her inner child. Remilia's step does quicken once she takes in the set-up.]

I'm permitted to finish my tea before rushing off somewhere, you know. Though, if this is how it's going to be every time, you and I need to have movie nights more often. Much more often.

[As she takes her seat, tucking her feet underneath her and folding her wings into a more comfortable position.]