Twisting his own ring around his finger, Soren nodded. "Me too. And I'm going to put this ring on my necklace too." He reached under his shirt to fish out the necklace, the gold ring that Cass had initially proposed with glinting away. "Though I'm honestly more excited to get my tattoo. It'll mean more. I know why Dad got his, and it makes sense. I'm going to see your name every time I look down, I'm going to feel your name every time I play." He shrugged, almost sheepish, but happily returned Cass' kiss. The hand in his hair set him purring, and he moved to pull Cass onto his lap.
"Cass, if a year ago someone had told me I was married period - to anyone - I would have laughed. If they'd told me it was you, I would've checked for head trauma." He smiled and let his forehead rest against Cass'. "Then I would've daydreamed about it for a while."