Jennah: You didn’t want the fat idiot’s dresser anyway, Seph. *Shakes her head at him and tries to relax* And I can easily tell that we are leaving. *points at Junon* See, the city is getting smaller and harder to see. Not that hard.
Jenna: ~Oh, so are you calling me an poetic idiot?~ *reaches down to untie the shash arouns his robe* ~It’s not a very good thing to insult your mate like that. Especially one who you vowed to cherish and support until death.~