[Hermann can hardly fathom how they've progressed from arguing to the utterly adoring smile Newton wore now. But their relationship had always been tumultuous; he supposed there was no reason for that now. So long as they continued to bounce back from their disagreements, they could potentially be happy together for a long time. He wants them to make it to next year, kiss him again under a shower of confetti and establish a tradition of sorts.

He's dragged from his errant thoughts by Newton's frown. For the best, he decides as his mind catches back up to the present. He was getting a bit carried away.]

Yes, I ate this morning. [He'd rather forgotten lunch by mistake, and watches ridiculous bits of glitter fall into the carpet. He'll vacuum it when they get back]

I will never understand your desire for ice cream in the middle of winter, but I suppose we could. It's not as though we'd need to worry about sushi becoming cold.