Soren smiled brightly, kissing her firmly, but gently, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and thinking about how sometime, somewhere, there must have been a Skwigelf that had done something amazing. Or maybe he'd gotten his mother's karma, how because she'd never had anything he'd gotten everything. But just knowing there were people in the world who loved him even though he consistently fucked up made him tear up a little. When their lips parted, he smiled and nodded. "I don't need you around all the time. I want you around, but I won't always need you. And thank you. I could use some moisturizer, I'm sure."