*It looks even more freshly polished and carefully decorated than when she tried it on at the stand.*
.... Conny....
*He takes a shaky breath and tries to continue without passing out from anxiety and emotion.*
Y-you asked earlier... the thing I said, that Icia freaked out over what it meant.... a-and I've said it so much before, vuoi sposarmi, non vedo l'ora di sposarti, sposami e basta, sposarti, sposami, sposami, sposami- it means marriage. Will you marry me, I can't wait to marry you, just marry me already, ever since I scared you that one night, I've been asking and saying it, over and over and over to try and make this a bit less terrifying.... and then- and I wasn't even planning on it until you asked, and I knew I couldn't hide it from you....
*He sniffles a bit, voice breaking.*
I have never loved someone like I love you. I have never wanted to be loved by someone more than you. And.. I've never wanted to commit to someone more than you. I've never ever ever considered myself even close to husband material, but for you, I want to be the beat husband possible. I want to make you laugh, make you blush, make you smile, I want to introduce you to everyone and say "This is my wife, Conny", and I want to spend every waking fraction of a second being yours, forever and ever. You make me want to be so much more than I am, and every day I'm more and more enamored and obsessed with you. Conny, I-I can't live without being yours. I need to be yours more than I need food and water and air and if I'm not then I don't know what to do with myself...
... traditionally, this would probably include some kind of serenade, but I can't think of anything perfect enough for you or to describe how you are to me... I really, really, really suck with words, but dammit, I'm trying here so gimme some credit-
*He laughs a bit, wiping his eyes.*
I gotta get this over with before I faint... ... um... Conny...... I love you more than anything, and....
*He gets on one knee as best as he can with spring legs that don't have joints.*
... will you marry me?
..... please?
she couldn't stop the tears evidently but that didn't matter. The answer was obvious, yes a million times over. She feels her voice catch in her throat for a moment. She nods reaching out to him and letting the happy tears spill.








