[ A very wide smile greeted Neve when he finally entered the kitchen, a happy dance following not long after. He just really couldn't help himself and wanted to continue to make things lighter around them before it all fell apart because know he knew it really would. Neve spent too much time catching and releasing him, eventually the latter would overtake the former.

Why did he stick around? He should have just stepped away and put things to rest but he couldn't. Even if it hurt, he wanted those smiles and laughter from Neve. ]

You call it cheating, I call it winning! Now, what do you like to eat for breakfast? This is very important and I will judge you.