(The two of them walk through the quiet, glowing Mushroom Hill Zone, the neon fungi lighting their path like natural streetlamps. They find a small, secluded cliffside overlooking the ocean, where Lyra has set up a small picnic of fruit and cool water.) Lyra: "See? No explosions, no chaos energy, just a view. I’d say this qualifies as a successful first date." Checher: "It’s... quiet. I’m not used to quiet, Lyra. But with you, it doesn't feel like I’m waiting for a fight to start." (After finishing their meal and watching the stars for hours, Checher leads her back to their shared quarters near the Master Emerald altar. The air is cool, and the adrenaline of the day has finally faded into a heavy, comfortable exhaustion.) Lyra: "Finally. My tail is exhausted from all that balancing today." Checher: "Yeah. Even the 'Mastered Super' form can't beat a real mattress." (They collapse onto the bed, the blankets soft against their fur. Lyra curls up against Checher’s side, her long, ringed tail draped over his legs to keep him warm. As Checher closes his eyes, Lyra reaches up with her nimble fingers and begins to gently scratch the sensitive spot right behind his ears.) Lyra: "You’ve got so much tension held up in here, Checher. Just let it go." (As she moves her fingers in slow, rhythmic circles, a low, vibrating sound starts to rumble from deep within Checher’s chest. It’s a sound he never lets anyone else hear.) Checher: "Purrrrrrrr..." Lyra: "Did the ultimate god lifeform just purr? That is the cutest thing I’ve ever heard." Checher: "Be quiet... and don't stop." (Lyra giggles softly, continuing the scratches as Checher’s purring grows louder and steadier, lulling them both into a deep, peaceful sleep.)
