Night Sky did her best not to linger on the mention of his life, knowing full well she would outlive him if they did not seek some sort of magic to keep him beside her - assuming he wanted that at all. That was a conversation for another day though. Now, she was happily drunk with her husband at their wedding - the beginning of their lives together, and she was not going to ruin it.

"I've been warned of your workaholic syndrome, though. I'll be sure to harass you out of your office so you can dote on your beautiful wife." She teased, taking the mug. "How should I make mine?" He was the expert here.