Dialogue

She tried to flip her hair the way emo Peter Parker did, failed, then said "You make me feel special during off moments when i forget that this is too easy and thus given to suspicion."

He gave her a look that was written with 'give me a little credit' all over and calmly asked, "Hasn't it occurred to you that maybe this is too easy because it was just so right? Pieces of two perfectly complimentary forces in this universe finding synergy in each other. Why not bask in the beauty of this symmetry? Why fight it when the inevitability is staring right at you— point blank?"

 

Good point, she thought.  She looked at him intently and seriously considered the stability of the foundations of his sanity. He seems like a good man and he seems willing to make sacrifices, to a woman who is too self-absorbed to make her own. She understands how rare these creatures are and by that virtue of rarity alone should be kept, hidden, nourished. However, she also realizes that he is foolhardy, a foolhardiness that may be the ruin of him, or them both, in time. She calculated all this in a split-second. It's time to answer his powerful questions.

"Because", she took a little breath, "my dog is fat."

He smiles, "We'll get him a dewormer."