[ She smiles triumphantly against their kiss, and it keeps on even after they've pulled away. But-- she obliges when he gets them moving again because she, too, gets the distinct feeling that if they don't move now they're never going to make it to the park.

(Although she isn't sure that grandmother would consider that a bad thing.)

She lets out another laugh at the mental image of Shiro and Black with matching flower crowns, and nods. ]

What if the Lions could shrink into a regular cat size when you guys don't have to pilot them? Wouldn't that be so cute? Then we could definitely make Black a flower crown.