Are you... sleeping?
-Poking, fascinated-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?We have a perfectly good bedroom, hun.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?And it's my business to want it to be with me.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-a figure in blood-red robes is hunched over a table, examining something with great interest-
-snakelike metal appendages on her back busily flit to and fro in front of her - some holding the object with grasping implements, others appearing to take measurements of... whatever the person is examining with such care-
-they don't appear to notice Lansie yet-
-but something does - a hovering skull with metallic sensors and machinery built into it, floating over the figure's shoulder-
-it whirrs, glowing red eyes blinking slowly as it stares at Lansie-
-on its forehead is carved: OFFICIUM TRANS MORTEM-
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI

Pssssh, not really.
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!