She laughed, "Or something," placing a kiss on the end of his nose. An angel she was far from being, but she was certainly something otherworldly.

Hands rested against Rabbit's chest, fingers curled into the fabric of his clothing after smoothing out a few creases, "Yet if I'm anything close to an angel, I wonder.." She hadn't leaned back, toast forgotten for a moment as she looked intently upon the automaton's face.

"Does that make you the lucky adventuror?"