Cheshire: how many of you even want to marry me??

Precious boy

Cheshire: aww, you’ll make me suffer with your death, how cute.

Cheshire: no- well… Yeah but finding someone immortal doesn’t mean I’m gonna love them instantly.

Cheshire: thank you

Cheshire: dear, it’s because I’m a reaper, eventually those I love will die. It’s a flaw of this work.