"W-well..." Falaern said, taken aback at the suddenness of the question. "I-It was kind of James being James..."
It had been about a month ago. James had asked Falaern to follow him, and the two went into a corridor. As they did, James closed the door behind him.
"What's that for?" Falaern asked.
"So you can't dip out." James said with a smile. Falaern got slightly worried, looking around. She saw a box on the ground, and she opened it up. Inside was a note saying "behind you".
Falaern turned around, and James was struggling to get something out of his pocket. "Um, one second..." he said, prying it out. He then extended his hand towards Falaern, a ring in his palm.
"Falaern... I need you for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?"
"...which isn't always a good thing..." Falaern continued.