Crazy In Love, I'd Say

"My thoughts on Almasi? Heh, well, that's easier said than done. I've got many thoughts that pass through my mind. All good ones, mind you."

"I can't help but stare a little when she comes into view. Have you seen her pelt? It's beautiful. Truly beautiful. Like a living, breathing night sky. I swear, you can even see stars in it as she walks... unless that's just me. Just between you and me, I like to stare at her. Not sure she knows... and if she knows, I suppose I have yet to notice whether she likes it or not. Of course, I don't rightly make it known."

"While looks are nice, life isn't about looking great. It's about what's in the heart... and her heart is even more beautiful than her pelt. Believe me. She's always looking out for others, making sure they're comfortable and content in her pride. She's been referred to as 'the mom friend' amidst her pride and, honestly, I think it fits pretty well. She's a natural mother to just about anybody. That isn't something to find shame or disgrace in, though. I think it's a good trait to have. It makes her approachable, and comfortable to be around... heh, if you haven't noticed, I like being around her. She's awfully sweet. Even when she's anxious, she's still sweet. I just hope she doesn't mind me teasing her once in a while for it. It's all in good taste."

"You can call me crazy, I'm sure you have by now. But, hey, I can't help it when I feel this way. I feel fuzzy around her... and I feel like I'm home close by her side. I suppose that's what you feel like when you're falling in love. Home is no longer a place, but a person, instead."