THIRD PERSON
"I've already told you to leave my presence, Stella. What are you still doing here?" Ethan asks his mate in a moderate yet harsh voice.
"I'm not leaving you all alone here in the living room." Stella states, her eyes still closed as if in meditation. Her hands are crossed over her chest.
"I'm now a toddler right? And you're afraid I'll wander aimlessly or spoil things, right?" Ethan asks curiously, his eyes fixed on his mate who is still lying on the couch.
"Stop putting words into my mouth, Ethan. I know what I said and it's probably not that!" Stella defends herself. "Anyway, I'm sorry for being concerned, I know better now!" She concludes then resumes her lying position on the couch.
"Can you stand up and head upstairs to our bedroom to sleep there? That's a couch not
