His words leave you breathless. Through the annoying babble that most seemed to think it was, there was something within his words that pulled you closer. That made you want to hear more. The others don't understand, and you don't think they ever will as you sit next to him. He spoke of something more than tagging triggers and shaming kinks. Within his words are a world. A world of peace, and a place of equality. A world where no one is scared to learn, or exiled to another planet when they become of age. A world like yours.

You could only ever recall him being on the receiving end of an explaination once. The  day he had asked about your planet. To keep things short, his new favorite concept was democracy. That day he had grown sure of everything he could have ever wanted in a perfect world, with you providing the concrete results of certain revolution and election. Soon, his words had ceased, and you lay your head on his shoulder without much thought, and snuggle into the warmth of his soft red sweater. You've seriously got to talk to Porrim about making you one of these things.

Kankri looks down at her with wide eyes as she leans against him, the cutest yawn escaping from (Name)'s soft looking lips. "(N-Name)? Have you fallen asleep?" At no response, he smiles to himself, and wraps his arms around you. "You know, (Name)...you're the only one that really bothers to listen to me. The only one that really bothers to learn, and actually take what I have to say into consideration. I've heard the things they say about me. The things they joke about. All they see is talk and triggers..." He goes on for a little while more, full well knowing you're asleep. "What i'm trying to say is...is...I'm glad you've come here...even if it was by accident." He sighs, and runs a hand through your (H/L) (H/C) hair. "I'm even more glad you've decided to be my matesprit..."

"Kankri..." You mutter in your sleep, nuzzling into the sleeve of his sweater. He realizes that daybreak is coming on, and if he wants to reach his hive before the sun comes out, he has to start going. With a kiss on the lips, he places your sleeping form onto your human bed, and leaves you to rest. A few hours later, you awaken with the strangest weight on your hand. An envelope, left at your side, holds a note written in his usual neat way is placed where you hand rests. "Will y9u humanmarry me?" Your eyes go wide, and a gasp leaves you as you look a bit further into the envelope to see the most gorgeous ring you have ever laid your eyes on. It's only when you sit up, and run a hand through your hair, you smile, finding yourself dressed in his sweater. A giggle escapes you as you imagine him walking around without it, pants so high they function as a shirt. He's silly. He was defying his destiny with Meulin to be with you. He's your silly, and you can't wait to give him your awnser.