Ouroboros Spine glory

chickadee didn't think she'd ever thought so long about marriage. she considered her own parents, their long years of affectionate love. yes. something like that, maybe. being a wife could be nice, though contemplating herself in that role forced a blush to her face once more.
"okay, compromise," the iota huffed with faux irritation, rolling her green eyes before they came to light on kivaluk's accented features once more.
"let's share. you're not here very much, right? well, i probably would be. so i could like, keep it nice. sleep somewhere else when you wanted it. if you like, wanted that. i guess." her sentence fell apart, and chickadee fought to keep her resolve.