Things were nice that night, just as Zelos and Sheena, not the Chosen and the Chief. She could let go and have fun and he could let go because she was so inebriated that he didn't think she'd remember much of that night.
Maybe he was a little drink too, some of it was a blur. The tacky ring definitely was. He doesn't remember buying it. But he does remember her face when he gave it to her.
And they both remembered enough to know it was nice.
With a swallow he carefully he slides the ring onto her finger.]
Yeah.
[It's a lame response, lame as that night on the lake, but it's the only one he can think to give.]
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Things were nice that night, just as Zelos and Sheena, not the Chosen and the Chief. She could let go and have fun and he could let go because she was so inebriated that he didn't think she'd remember much of that night.
Maybe he was a little drink too, some of it was a blur. The tacky ring definitely was. He doesn't remember buying it. But he does remember her face when he gave it to her.
And they both remembered enough to know it was nice.
With a swallow he carefully he slides the ring onto her finger.]
Yeah.
[It's a lame response, lame as that night on the lake, but it's the only one he can think to give.]