Lincoln sat on the other side of the dinner table as his girlfriend was on the other side. He had a large bag by his side as he reached into it, "What are you doing?" Ota asked

"I'm getting prepared," Lincoln replied, bringing out a helmet

"What's that for?"

"It's for me," Lincoln said, putting on the helmet and pulling out for armor. Lincoln was putting on an entire suit of armor as Ota sat on the other end of the table. When he saw done, he pulled out a large shield and sat back in the chair, "There, now I'm ready," Lincoln said

"Okay... why are we here? I thought we were going out on a goblin raid?" Ota asked

"Well... you see... I wanna... Re-Evaluate our relationship,"

"Excuse you?"

"N-Now hear me out!" Lincoln shouted as he hid behind his shield

"What's wrong with our relationship now? I've done nothing wrong!"

"I-It's now you, sweetheart, i-it's me... well, more like my well-being,"

"Is someone threatening you?!"

"N-No! I-It's just, w-well, I fear for my life somedays,"

"How so?" Ota asked, pulling out her club

"W-Well, y-you see, y-you remember last night?"

"Yes, fondly,"

"W-Well, that's it... y-you're a bit rough," Lincoln explained. Ota smirked as she stood up and walked over to him. Lincoln hid behind his shield, expecting to get hit, but then he felt himself get lifted into the air and was eye-level with Ota, "I'm a bit rough, huh? Well it's either I treat you like a man or I treat you like a child," she said, as she started to cradle him, "but remember, being treated like a child means no-more Saturday-nights,"

"I hate you,"

"Last night says otherwise,"