"Oh, I don't... I'm happy enough just being around Skwisgaar. I'm surprised he likes me at all, honestly. When he told me that he wasn't going to be with other women, I was rather surprised. I still am. I don't expect a family with him, or marriage, or even to be with him for very long. I'm just enjoying him while I can, while he allows it." It sounded a bit sad and desperate, but it didn't bother her overmuch. She was from a place where relationships were transient due to such frequent death. She was just glad to finally be happy at all. Though she wouldn't have turned down a life of growing old with the Swede, she knew in the pit of her stomach that it wasn't in the cards for her.
"Everyone's taller than me, Artan." She made sure not to chuckle, but she was mostly amused. "I assure you you're still tall dark and handsome to a great number of people. Though I have to admit, that's very impressive." She bit her lip as the needle did something she wasn't used to, but made no other signs of protest.