Th-that was... What was I...
Folka... ah. I was rude to you for no reason. I think I was supposed to fall in love with you-- that's just...
Nill... were you... you're fine now, right?
And Rosiel, if you ever so much as touch me again without my consent, consider yourself the recipient of immense pain. I don't care how I do it, but I will make you suffer.
...
Hmph.
( Burn, I... what I said... I'm sorry. )
I've never felt so confused in my life.
[ooc; Iceman thinks his heart might be melting. Siiiight, February, month of looooooooove. ]