Redhawk Caldera ain't nobody love like you do.

"I'm pretty sure you're older than me," Elwood retorted playfully even as Finley snuggled into him. The affection was not unlike her, but she seemed to be happier than usual. It had been a long time since he had seen her quite this lovey-dovey, and he raised his brows inquisitively -- though he did not protest, especially when she started kissing the underside of his jaw.

He inclined his head slightly, a pleased growl rumbling in his chest as he enjoyed her ministrations. But eventually, his curiosity got the best of him and he pressed for more information. "You're in a good mood today," he prompted.