"Oh! A shooting star!" Charlotte grabbed at Tyki's arm, her free hand jutting into the air. The Noah watched the girl as she gazed at the asteroid before shutting her eyes with a wish. After a moment, she opened them again, her brilliant blue eyes shining. "Did you wish for something, Tyki?"

He put his hand on the side of her head, pulling her temple to his lips. "I wished for the smartest, prettiest girl in the world to marry me one day."

"T-Tyki!" she blushed.

"What? Oh, you.." He laughed, "You thought I meant you?" His lie was obvious.