Connor tried to look pained at the light slap but it didn't really work for him. Not when he was still grinning widely. "I don't know, I could see you with the Doctor," he protested, though he was bristling internally at the thought of her with Jason Todd. Whatever, he was way too young for her. And the worst of the Robins. So there.
But he couldn't deny the little thrill that her declaration gave him. It had always been him? Who was he to argue. It sounded good in his head, but it sounded even better coming from her lips. Lips he was growing really fond of, really quickly. Though his breath caught briefly at the 'always will'. How could she know? How could any of them be sure?
"Ah, true romance. Epic bonding over a New York plumber and a little blue hedgehog." Too bad she didn't know how good he was at Wii sports. This baby was all his. Heh. They both were. "Fine. Girlfriend." Then he paused, his own nose wrinkling but in a much more disgusted way. "That makes me sound like an effeminate gay man trying to be your new bestie. And that is not working for me. But...I still like the title?" he offered, grinning despite himself.
He handed her the box with a flourish. "You, beautiful, can deal with wrapper rage. It's your gift to me."