[Let's do the Time~ Warp~]

[itsstormmink]

[A prince who appears more fabulous than usual is surveying his surroundings with a look of derisive nostalgia]

Still stuck in this cesspool, hmm? How unpleasant.

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[copper_tops]

And how do you recommend we leave?

[itsstormmink]

That's not quite my concern.

[faiiiiiint recognition]

...Katja?

[copper_tops]

You seem a bit different today, Prince Bel.

[itsstormmink]

Do I? Yet it seems you haven't changed at all, from what I remember.

[copper_tops]

Not every can change so quickly.

[itsstormmink]

I wouldn't think 'years' to have so little effect, though.

[copper_tops]

It's more noticeable for some than for others.

[itsstormmink]

So you'll always be this tiny?

[copper_tops]

Now, now. Every lady has her secrets.

[itsstormmink]

Shishi, if you insist, princess.

[copper_tops]

So what brings you back to the swamp?

[itsstormmink]

Camp, apparently.

[copper_tops]

But of course.

[itsstormmink]

While it's probably already apparent, let's just say the camp is a sore sight for my eyes, but you're a sight for sore eyes.

[copper_tops]

How sweet of you to say.

[itsstormmink]

Well, you've always been pleasant company. How have you been?