[ he promptly countermashes his own face into her hair, his other hand coming up to wind his fingers in it.

...he's also shamelessly huffing her, but that's just sort of the price to be paid with Cale when he's like this. at least he stays pretty firmly in the realm of "overaffectionate dog" as opposed to getting super creepy about it. ]

Like a garnish. One of those edible flowers, or something.

[ ...Cale maybe do not compare her hat to something edible. maybe don't compare her to something edible? ]