Rooooooose, don't make me ground you, 'cause I totes will! [ Laughing, she gives poor Rose some room finally when she pulls away a bit. Still holding on, just. Yes. A little bit of breathing space opens up between them for now. ]

I guess we can share 'em. The crown n' scepter, I mean.

[ Roxy looks down, realizing her hand hasn't quite let go of Rose's pajamas. ]

... I... I hope ya don't mind me bein' all clingy n' shit. I'm goin' full barnacle on your poor, beautiful carapace, a big Roxy blemish upon your Fanta pjs which I just know Dirk would approve of. [ She nods sagely. ]