"Hey, Sweetie. I'd appreciate it if you like-- stay with me for the night. In my room. Please?" Vixen said, with that irritable but cute pleading tone. You were Vixen's husband. You both don't share a room yet due to her issues of being a messy person. Yet, you keep trying to tell her you don't mind it.

back to the conversation, "Pretty please? I don't wanna be alone-- and well-- I'm just nervous since the earthquakes a few hours ago freaked me out.. so.. please.?.." Vixen pleaded, once more.