SHE apologizes?

"Well, excuse me," you say, settling in beside her. "Didn't know you wanted to share stories about our first times."

She doesn't respond.

"If anything, our not doing the ritual in time is your fault."

"WHAT?!" she hisses, whipping around so fast her hair smacks you in the face. "MY fault?!"

"You could've told me there was a special thing that was supposed to be done before mating!"

"Like we could've! We were in a bar surrounded by thugs who wanted to kill us, AND THEN stuck in a pod not big enough for us to face each other!"

"Well, then we should've done it when we were in that motel."

"I didn't like you enough to mate with you then!" she says, rolling back over. "And I'm not really liking your attitude now, either."

"I'll apologize for asking Robin about their ritual if you apologize for not trying to initiate our ritual."

She is quiet for a few seconds, then slowly turns around.

"You first," she says.

"Together?"

She thinks a bit.

"On three. One... Two... Three."

You both say "I'm sorry" together, then smile. She scoots close and snuggles up to you. You stroke her hair as she falls asleep, head on your shoulder. Slowly, your eyes begin to close, and you fall asleep.