Would you? [The mental image of Somnus solemnly crafting a decorative item is quite sweet. Sometimes the man is so stoic as to make him seem inhuman, but that impression is really starting to fade in the face of his increasing openness.] I would adore that! Thank you.

[Even if they're tied at the wrist, it's hard for Rinea not to feel pleased in this moment. The market was fun, the weather is nice, a pleasant breeze lightly blowing the willow tree's drooping branches and gently bending the flowers along the path... and she will always enjoy Somnus's company at her side, even mischievously forced as it is.

Ah, but she should ask him more questions to release the prank's hold. No doubt her companion is busy and has better things to do than be stuck here. Hmm, hmm....]

Did you celebrate other traditions back home, lord Somnus? [He hasn't seemed the festive type, but after his offer of a crown, she will believe anything.] Perhaps a birthday? Or... a coronation?

[Maybe not that one...]