me, with my one brain cell: *chanting* god sex god sex god sex! the way heil looks at river is so frickin' warm and adoring and ahhhh dusty khaol could never.
megumi: bitches be like "nope, i'm not gonna lose to an oblivious angry cinnamon roll today" and then end up losing *immediately* to an oblivious angry cinnamon roll. it's me. i'm bitches.
heil dragging khaol added ten years to all of our life spans.