This is my one chance, to take back, no regrets.

[Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau]

"Her stories phase me none, I've either been there for them, or heard them," Sera shot back, smiling still, as she handed the boxes over to Leigh. "If it'll make you feel better though, let's make a room pit stop, to prevent mom-isms from taking over our whole night. Although I know you really just want to get back into the room and kiss me some more, don't you?" she suggested, smirk tugging her lips again.

At the comment about her changing, she shrugged again. "I don't expect any changes, really. I'm fairly content where I stand right now. But if anything changes, I'll make sure that you're well aware, and that I check it over with you prior to the change. I'm polite like that."

[Leigh O'Conner]

"Drat!" Leigh pouted. "You've seen through my nefarious scheme! How am I supposed to get more kisses if you keep doing stuff like that?"

Still amused, Leigh placed the boxes onto the floor, and waited for Sera to reach the ground, and she replaced the ladder properly and took her boxes again, speaking again as they were entering the room. "And yes, please, run changes, demonic possession and otherwise, by me first. I like you just the way you are, sir."

[Seraphim Donnelly-Rousseau]

"It's all in the observation," Seraphim reminded her, still smirking, as she reached the bottom and placed down her boxes too, and freed one hand long enough to tap a slender index finger against her left temple. "Mind bullets," she added, unable to suppress a little giggle.

Also lifting her load once more, she shifted them comfortably in her arms, following Leigh closely into the room. "I can't make any promises about demonic possession, but I'll try for the other things. It's nice to know that someone appreciates me as I stand now."