"Or you know that there won't be anybody else willing to put up with your nonsense," she returned jokingly, mouth pursing in mild, if not mocking, displeasement as he ruffled her hair. Carbuncle's jewel, getting her hair to fall exactly where she wanted it was hard work!

Giving an exaggerated puff, she blew several stray strands of gold out of her eyes, only to find her overly-dramatic fiancee putting on quite the show. Rolling her eyes, fingers removed from his hair...and went straight for his sides in a Preemptive Tickle Strike!

"Oh Gaia, you drama queen!" she groaned between laughs. "You want dying? I'll give you dying..."