[ Blanc heaves a long-suffering sigh, quietly and a little too dramatic to be genuine. ]

Spoiled you, that's what I've done. You should be following all of my orders.

[ Or so she says, as she immediately and gladly snuggles into the embrace, turning so she can wrap both her arms around Soleil in turn. More forward than usual, but the goddess has really missed this. ]

... yeah. Even though the ottoman got you right at the end. [ Sorry, Soleil, she noticed that, and Blanc's smiling a little in dry amusement. ]