:: The Princess of Cups takes a half-step back, still clutching the sword-maiden's hand. ::

How about no one fights any battles here? Aren't we all aligned?

:: Elodie steps back in surprise, still clutching Marceline’s hands. ::

Conrad! Is it wrong to share our bounty of emotions? How will we keep ourselves strong if we don’t follow our desires?

I just wish we didn’t have to hide like this. I don’t understand why our charge to protect the realm keeps us separated so.

:: In the quiet of the afternoon she looks up at the taller girl. It's not shyness in her eyes, but surprise at the gift of the rougher hands she holds. ::

It’s a sad occasion that brings us together. I wish we didn’t have to live in separate corners of the realm.

I don't want to let go of you.