Loche: Spice let go for the last time please let me go

Lugh: same

Lugh: oof-

Morgan: ~

Loche: *tries to let go* s-spice plz...

Morgan: *looks at her chest* ~

Loche: Spice let go, I deserve it for being a huge jerk to you or anyone else so plz let me go *holds her arm and let goes of her arm then walks off *

Morgan: you’re mine~

Lugh: oh-

Morgan: *bites her neck*

Loche: oh...just letting you know...that I’m actually really depressed and I will commit suicide but eh I guess you don’t care- *walks off*

Morgan: *licks her neck*

Loche: jeez *fixes his beanie* I changed ok-?

Morgan: *sniffs her neck*

Morgan: ~

Lugh: my name is Lugh, “they” (my family) said I’ll be the best second Tactician- but it’s not tru

Morgan: *kisses her* ~

Morgan: luv ya more ~

Lugh: you must be orabelle correct?

Loche: *wags tail quickly* ooh what are you drawing-?