[A simple gesture such as her fingers twining with his relaxes him further as they rest against each other, curling his fingers over her hand as he sinks into the couch. Her presence is soothing, her declaration makes his chest buzz, but he can't help but chuckle at little at her- he's not sure what becoming a good wife means. She's already great, being so caring and thoughtful of him, sharing the same want to become stronger, to improve and seek endless battle, slaying their enemies without mercy and standing atop the world.

But maybe this is just a path that the two of them will have to walk down together to find out, and maybe he needs to figure out what being a good husband to her is as well. Whatever faults he has, he'll work to correct them, improve himself, just as he does as a warrior. Yoimiya's needs, her comfort, he'll ensure they're met so she's happy. So she'll always want to be with him, to stay with him, to never leave him. Forever.

These dark, depraved thoughts swirl about in his mind, happily breathing in the fading scent of the shampoo she'd used earlier when they were getting ready to go, content noises bubbling up out of him.]

Spending the rest of my life with you sounds wonderful.

[Ajax could sit here all night with her, submerged in the warm, fuzzy feelings at the thought of spending eternity with her. Involuntarily, a yawn escapes out of him as he rests against her, a growing tiredness gripping him but too content to move or do anything about it. He hums quietly, closing his eyes, and his body starts to slump- he's not falling asleep, but he feels like he could right here.]

Yoimiya, [he says after several moments,] I may fall asleep right here and now. My apologies if I drool on you...hahaha.