Ozmic
Whiskered Writer
At Flower's wide smile, the scarred human smiled as well, tugging her closer as she rested her head on his chest. At the words of marriage, he blinked a little raising a brow. At her giggles, however, he relaxed, listening to her words and nodding. His eyes went to her hand as she started healing it and he frowned. "Don't go hurtin' yourself on my account," he joked.