Jaelyn: *loses Weylyn in a crowd*

Jaelyn: Fucking finally.

***

Sena: Weylyn, why are your nails that long?

Weylyn: Trinity did them. You like them? They're sparkly, I like it.

Sena: Why give her that length of a dagger? She's going to injure someone.

Trinity: Because she wanted them and it stopped me from having an anxiety attack?

Sena: Alright, reasonable. Do mine next.

***

*Armand is casually searching around the room*

Calla: Hey Armand, what're you looking for?

Armand: My will to live.

*Treyton walks into the room*

Armand: Oh, there it is.