[She laughs and pulls him in for another kiss, unable to keep the smile off of her face.] You're absolutely terrible. [But her voice is full of adoration as she says it, like somehow it's a compliment.]

And yet, somehow, I love you anyhow. [SO GROSS. She settles her head against his shoulder, keeping an eye on the storm around them as well.] ...When we get to the city, we should find a room of our own, if we can.

[This isn't actually supposed to be a come on exactly, that would just be a nice bonus; Mipha just likes sharing space with Mephisto.]