I am more than happy to offer the same to you, cher.

[SHe trusted him, and has for some time. She likes him, and has for a long while. For a very brief period of time she'd loved him; and but now it is something safer. Distant. Warm. Platonic. As close to her and trusted as Remy ever was in her world.

And it had only taken a handful of experiments, experiences, and months. Remy would either be terribly flattered or offended. Probably the latter.]

I think it is time to put our feet back on the ground, yes? Lest we get lost in the clouds.