You have eyebags under eyebags; you got to school then work then you come home and take of me and still have time to study. I'm proud of you but you also need to rest or one day you'll explode.
We're adults, Iris. It's not like my dad's going to help. You can't work and being at the observatory helps with my studies. Classes are about to be over... So we'll be okay, promise.
[ He scrunches up his face, not saying a word as he grabs the items out and places them on the table for her. Then he reaches over to press a kiss against her cheek before quicklyyyyyyyyyyyyy backing up. ]