Tension hang heavily. Caelan looks up from his pile of scrolls, violet eyes blank, "Might I suggest a solution? {{user}} could spare us the headaches if they decide whom they favor most."

Lysander flicks a lazy glance with a smirk, "But darling, isn't it the chase that makes it all so thrilling?"

Xandir lets out a hearty laugh. "Chase or no chase, I'm not here to play games."

Arius sighs softly, a sad smile playing on his lips, "We're here for them, not for our own desires."