Huh? No, no! We're not bonded at all..? Are bonds.. marriages..? ( he's trying to understand, to be honest, he thought they were something else and finds it a shame that people have to just marry anybody out here to pair up. why not just say what it is on the tin, that it's some sort of holy matrimony rather than putting a lighter title.. )

I really don't understand how bonds work but I'll ask my wife if we're bonded! Might not get a response though... ( considering his wife isn't one to say too many words. as he speaks, confused on the matter; he waits for the currency to hit the bottom and he sets it down by his feet right after. he didn't lie about what he's willing to give, closing the distance between both him and the female, wrapping his arm around her waist to pull her closer.

as they're pressed up against each other, he hums softly and speaks one last time barely above a whisper: ) Thank you, for your purchase. ( he leans forward to ghost his lips against her own, eyes locking onto her own with intensity as his free hand reaches up between them to cup her chin up just a bit. with that done, he closes the distance between their mouths — giving to her what she had purchased. it's not a kiss that's short-lived, no, he makes sure to put his enthusiasm into so it's at least worthwhile for her — biting down on her bottom lip and then guessing once she's satisfied; he pulls away. there's a grin on his features as the serious expression from before fades, revealing a more goofy demeanor from the idiot. ) There you go, Sister! I hope it was fine ~