[Understanding dawns quickly on her face. Once more she squeezing their head, now moving to press her cheek against that top fluffy braid.]

There's all sorts of love out there. The kind I think you mean is romantic and reserved for lovers, partners and spouses but there's love for friends too.

[She tries to catch Purple's gaze in the mirror as she asks gently:]

Would you rather I not use that word? I mean ... unless ...

[A flush grows in her cheeks. Slowly her face sinks into Purple's hair. Some of her words come out muffled.]

I'm not saying I'm definitely going to -- this isn't a confession or anything! It's just ... you never know what may happen so ... I could always wait and maybe if one day I do mean it like that...