"Hey hey hey! It was so a lie!" She squirmed in vain, trying to avoid some of the poking fingers. "That's your little parasite you're poking there. You've got to be nice to me for the next... 4, 8, 20 months... however long these things take."
With a final swat to his hand, she settled back down against him, shaking her head as her fingers rested against his hip. "Nope. You may stay. Unless you want to go."