Cesidia hugs him. "Then I won't let you be."

Arthur blushes and rubs the back of his neck. "Well... yeah. You're my dream girl."

Jonathan smiles and shakes his head. "Nonsense, I already made it. It might not fit very well because I didn't think to measure you." He frowns faintly. "Yours is a little different because well... I don't know I just looked at you and it was as if inspiration smacked me in the face, so I had to make it before I lost the image. I suppose that makes you my muse." He grins.