Veronica would hardly know what to do with a pony had she ever received one. She mostly liked the sound of the request and the joke it provided. She grew up the daughter of the sheriff and an alcoholic, and then the daughter of a private dick. Funds didn't exactly flow for the maintenance of expensive animals. Truth be told, they could hardly afford to keep Backup for a while. But she was a simple girl. Despite twice dating very wealthy young men, money was never anything she cared a thing about. Her convictions always meant more to her than material goods.
What Veronica carried with her wasn't material things but a long history of disappointments, betrayal, horror and pain. Hers was a tough nut to crack, and even if her boyfriends didn't end up dead, she had more than a little death in her wake. She may have been 20, but she lived more than a lot of people twice her age. She remembered the stupid thought when she'd arrived that she'd never get over Logan Echolls and that she'd swear off men for good. That was, of course, because seeing him with Mrs. Cassablancas had been a little too fresh in her mind. While Logan was here now, and still someone she knew she cared for deeply, it wasn't until she met the man in whose arms she was now nestled that she ever started to heal. Who knew that a rooftop meeting could end up so well?
She laid kisses along the side of his jaw, happy tears still pouring down her cheeks, and her smile threatening to split her face in too. "You don't need to finish, tree," she said, though she listened to him, managing to pull herself back enough to look him in the face and tuck a lock of his slightly too long hair behind his ear. "I like not traditional," she said to his suggestion, a laugh coming out. "And even if I don't NEED that, I like it. But we're each others. I don't need to own you to feel like you're mine." She leaned into his hand and nodded. "I like that," she said quietly.
After a moment she laughed and shook her head, hopping down from his arms. "I should probably look at this ring you got me, shouldn't I?"