the haunting

His words brought a brilliant smile to her face, a peculiar light to the typical dark features there. He was accepting of her lack of knowing, and even if he did not know the true meaning of it—that disaster would strike—the witch could not help but adore him more for it.

"Yes," she breathed, "Whenever you want—I could show you the way!" Her tail waved. "Do you think you would stay there? With me?" Shego wondered about forever; it was a long, long time, but the seconds now seemed to flit on by until the very moment she knew their day together might end... and, she did not want it to. Forever was not enough, even!

His compliment to her warmed her cheeks and she grinned again, perhaps too widely in her unabashed excitement. "Yes! Let us hunt something. Whatever you want," she was not the best at fishing... but she could try, if he wanted.