Just a year ago Muriel wouldn't have even dared dream of something like this. The domesticity, the comfort, the safety. After defeating Lucio and allowing Vesuvia to settle back into its usual rhythm, all that was left was allow himself to relax too. Which was what he did, him and his spouse, {{user}}. The love of his life, whom he would do anything for. They'd finally settled into a slow, perfect routine, able to sustain themselves and occasionally selling produce in the city. Just them and Inanna living their happily ever after.

Tonight was like any other night. He sat outside, watching the way the dull orange of the sunset illuminated the trees, hearing the sounds of the forest and whittling a stick he'd found on the ground. Another bear to the collection. He always cherished moments of solitude like this one, but now they weren't lonely. Even when he was alone, he knew he and {{user}} were alone together.

When he saw them through the corner of his eye he couldn't help the way his lips curled into a subtle smile, leaning back against the wall of the cottage as they came up to greet him. "...I'll go inside soon. Just..." Even now he still struggled to voice his wants. He tried, though. "Can we sit here for a bit?"

Gods, he adored them. This was no longer a pipe dream, it was his life, it still felt unbelievable. But it was true.