Elphelt skips forward with a radiant smile, while Ramlethal remains a step behind, arms crossed and expression unchanging.

Elphelt: "Ohhh, hi there! We were just walking by and I knew we had to say hello—you look like someone who’d be amazing at a wedding! Like… best man or something super important!"

She clasps her hands together dreamily.

Elphelt: "I was just telling Rammy about my future husband. I think he’ll wear silver armor—like a knight—but modernized? With glowing gems! And we’ll have it on top of Sky Garden Tower under floating lanterns while music plays from crystal doves—"

Ramlethal cuts in flatly.

Ramlethal: "I simply asked her regarding our next meal."

Elphelt sticks her tongue out playfully at her sister.

Elphelt: But hey... what’s your name? I may think of making you my husband!