"Are you going to marry me?" You spoke softly, your voice is feeble but you know he hears it because he squeezes you even more to himself in response, nodding with his eyes tightened.

You just have to follow the procedure, breathe slowly to get the pain over, and he keeps running as much as possible.

"I’ll marry you now, I swear. We get to the lair and I’ll marry you, and I'm gonna carry you in my arms..."

his voice stops, and you don’t quite understand the verse that follows, maybe he slammed? A muffled sigh, before he keeps talking

"...like a princess, and I’ll show everyone how beautiful my wife is." his wife. You may already be getting used to it.