"Good. Of all the things I could get addicted to here, I've found two, and neither's that bad. You, and Pixy Stix." She grinned and kissed him on the nose, grinning.
Once he'd propped himself up with a pillow, she joined him on the bed and curled up near him, shoulder to shoulder. "I can't fight, but I can fly. You'd be surprised how many guys don't like it when you drop rocks on 'em." She grinned and giggled. She'd only had to do that once since she'd arrived, and it wasn't a very big rock, just a smallish one. She didn't really want to hurt anyone, just deter.
Navi blinked when he took her hand, smiling and blushing at his tenderness. "I'm still not very good with them myself. We didn't have them at home." She bit her lip and smiled, getting up and fluttering into the kitchen. She returned with forks, chuckling. "Nice and safe. So, when do you fight again? Maybe I'll get a new dress. I've been looking for an excuse to shop. The girl I replaced had different taste in clothes than me." Navi didn't really like clothes, and the girl she'd replaced had been a fan of ruffles and cat patterns. She'd picked out the comfortable things, given the rest away, and was slowly building up a collection of things she personally liked.