Can we get a scenario where Nico falls in love with a human man in his mid 30s who has moved to the same ward as his elderly grandmother so he could help her out more and happens to come across Nico rather a lot by coincidence?

“I don’t know, Nico. You’re – a daring woman. You’ve lived.” He takes in a shaky breath, clutching her hands. “And I – I moved here because I lost my job, and because someone needed to take care of my elderly grandmother, who, by any standards, is more lively in her 90s than I am in my 30s. I’m boring.” 

Nico gasps. “No, you’re not. Sweetheart, you’ve never been boring.” She tilts her head. “And I’m not sure I would count eating people as ‘living.’”

“I envy your adventures, regardless,” he admits.

“You think I shouldn’t love you?” Nico asks.

“A bit, yes.”

“Then don’t you want to ask me why I love you?” she purrs in his ear, swinging out in front of him with that dashing smile on her face.

“Okay.”

“I love you because you are kind. I’ve never dated anyone who valued my personhood before. Whether it was my trans body or my ghoul nature, they all left or hurt me until I left. You’re the first person who hasn’t.” Nico blinks back tears. “And I love you.”

She winks. “Besides, you have a good taste in fashion.”

He laughs before sweeping her off her feet. “You’re an incredible woman, Nico.”