She complied, moving so that she was sitting on his lap with her head on his shoulder. He could still draw that way, and she could kiss his heek on occasion.
Lulu understood why most people didn't understand her and Skwisgaar's relationship. She didn't herself, not all the time, at least how it had come to be. She knew she loved him, his secret sweetness, and she'd stay with him through the bad times and good. That's what love was to her, and she didn't say that word lightly.