Re: Alastor - Marlene
Alastor laughed and shook his head. "Yes, and you said what it tastes like, not what it was made from. Water is one of the lesser of my concerns. I'll consider security needs for something more permanent."
Squeezing her gently, he kissed her temple and shook his head. "We'd both be bored with normal, in any case." Many of his best memories involved her, as well, but he hadn't quite learned the art of saying such things aloud yet.
"That's barely out of training. How can that possibly be 'waiting a few years'?" That was barely old enough to be an adult, in Alastor's eyes, let alone old enough to start a family. Of course, he was still old fashioned enough himself to believe getting married was for starting a family. "Trying to avoid the harping from the elder generations?" he asked with a short. It was rhetorical, though, and all he could do was shake his head in bewilderment.