[ After asking how he felt about her (asinine) plan, she'd immediately tensed up, expecting the worst. He'd call her silly. An idiot. Some other stuffy word she'd only use in a poem, like "daft" or "fatuous". Then she'd be forced to get angry, and maybe a little bit violent, just so she could safely vent her frustrations. But no, he's agreeing. He thinks it's the greatest idea ever!!!

She shrieks with glee, clapping her hands and kicking her feet a little to celebrate. It'd be less subdued if she weren't still recovering from being a human pretzel. ]

Yayyy! I'm so glad you think so~

[ With that, her worries have blinked out of existence. Everything's solved! Feelings won't get weird! They can cuddle and kiss and fuck like rabbits and do all the things she loves without bad feelings getting in the way! It's smooth sailing from here on out! ]

Ahaha, why would I have any boundaries? You don't need stuff like that with a fake relationship! [ A pause. ] Well. Hmm. Actually, maybe no marriage proposals, since that's what messed everything up before. Not that it was my fault! I can't be blamed for this place making me do weird things.

[ It's settled, then! Purring in satisfaction, she curls up closer to him, clinging to his metal as if she's a magnet. Gosh, she's so damn good at solving problems! ]

You should let me back inside my cubbyhole to celebrate~