"I am cute. Sometimes I get candy for it. Or pastries." It had worked significantly easier when he had been tiny, but he could still turn it on to great effect when he really wanted to. "You need to smile more again, you are prettier when you smile."

And why would he not be smiling? "I have had enough of it. Revenge. We are even." Or something. "So stop being like this. Just be with me."

It seemed like a reasonable request. "Never leave. I will take care of you, baby."