[Ah... What is this? Some physical affection in front of god and everyone? Lobelia manages not to burst into ecstatic laughter, but he's still grinning like an idiot in the wake of that kiss.]
Oui! I'll be right behind you, Vergilius. Comme toujours.
[He twirls on his heels (horrifying) before following after Vergilius into the start of their future together. Goodbye, murder island. Thanks for all the pleasant(?) memories, but most importantly, thank you for his hot Italian wife.]
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Oui! I'll be right behind you, Vergilius. Comme toujours.
[He twirls on his heels (horrifying) before following after Vergilius into the start of their future together. Goodbye, murder island. Thanks for all the pleasant(?) memories, but most importantly, thank you for his hot Italian wife.]