[cheek smooshing accepted. it seems he's gotten used to this gesture enough that it really doesn't faze him at all.]

Bonfire it is. [and then, a thoughtful sigh.] With the weather like this, it would've been nice to get some sweet potatoes to roast. But those bastards are still pretty useless most of the time.

[if this is a dream, why can't they just will this shit into existence?]