"Yes. He believed I was our mother and chased me down. I personally don't see the resemblance."

She stated matter-of-factly. There was just no way she could personally ever think that Roxy girl was in any way similar to her. Hmph.

"And then we went on a dungeon exploration. There would be some irony considering the dungeon he chose was full of nothing but heat. But I'm not going to write a narrative using comparison and contrasting elements withing this game. No fun if forum users can't benefit."

She was finally set to go, shutting the book with a wave of her hand. The glow faded and it would safely be latched upon her side once more.

"Hm? A shame. He's attempting to get the hang of the game, which is an understatement at the very best. He has no guide and is clanking around like a tin can caught in a torrential wave upon a rocky shore. Or something to that effect."

As he continued onward with his statements about her attire, she didn't say anything. She was nice enough to let him have his comment and be done. Oh no. It wasn't until he mentioned the future husband thing that she glanced back over her shoulder towards him.

He shouldn't have done that.

"Hm. With your prodding breadth of Strider man-power and the multiple reminders of past phallic abstruse dreams, I would almost suggest there is an indication of regret and disappointment for that. Don't worry, Dave. You can have a free kiss on the house. How dare I come between a hidden love like yours that urges deeper than 'bros'. My betrothed is yours for the embracing."