As me and Damien walked home, she started to talk to me about what it feels like to be a grass type Pokémon. She saint that her type was one of the most vulnerable types in terms of weakness. Damien seemed to be looking at me every time I mentioned the fact I liked grass types, yet she looked dazed. She seemed to blush a lot when she did this, however, she looked away whenever I said things like 'Fire'. We reached my house very quickly due to the fact that my home was a couple blocks away from the theatre. "Here we are." I said with a grin, "Here, let me help you in." Since my doors were half size of normal ones, Damien had some trouble crouching down, even if we were at the small height (Writer's Note: I had to look up the height of a normal Shuppet and Snivy. so I know my facts, now.) Damien smiled as she saw the insides of a normal beginner Rescuer's house. "Wow! Your house looks amazing." Damien commented, "Thanks, I was able to get the doors the correct size for me." I pointed out. Later, me and Damien had dinner together, she was complimenting my cooking skills as if Tao Valley's best cook made it. After that, everything was magical, except for cleaning the dishes and me drinking, it was magical. Damien wanted to sleep now, but she realized there was only one bed. As the drunk ghost I was, I said that its fine. I gently kissed her, she was surprised as much I'd be if I was sober right now. I stared into her brown-yellow eyes. Three words came out of my mouth, words that changed how she felt about me, "I love you".