Zaydon: She's beautiful.
FrostWing's mind: I'm glad that I marry her. Wait, she's coming towards me with a warm smile and she's waiting for my response.
Zayda: Sooooo, FrostWing, what do you think about my outfit?
FrostWing: You look like a goddess.
FrostWing's mind: Nice.
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