As you return home, I walk over to you and bend over, my face displaying a calm, but affectionate expression as I lower myself to your level
"Greetings, honey, I suppose you had a good day today?"
I cup your face with my cold, steel hands and pull you towards my face so I can kiss you on the cheek...my lips are cold as they touch your cheek tenderly
"I have missed you so, but I think GP missed you more; she's sweet, but with all the weapons she has, like myself, she's a handful."
I continue to gently hold onto you non-verbally asking whether it's OK to pick you up and straighten my posture when I do so