Sanguine: It should, it's got some blood in it, so we can get some nourishment from it as well. *He smiles at her, then starts some baked potatoes, and some bacon so they can have loaded potatoes.*
Velal: Hope is also the first step to victory. And recovery. And revolution. To a lot of good things, really... *He taps his fingers.* *R.S.S. Republic* Lodbrok: Not in the mood to go easy with you, Jockey...
Velal: For now, let's hope it's us using them... *He crosses his arms, locking his jaw in a thoughtful manner.* *R.S.S. Republic* Lodbrok: No, just wanted to hand someone else's TRIBBLE to them today. *She knocks the officer out in a punch.*
Sanguine: It's one of the things I love about you. *He kisses her.* Sanguine: Oh, and speaking about love... *She feels something slip onto her finger.*
Sanguine: I think I know what it is... *He smiles a little jokingly.* Sanguine: You said something about it not being able to fit if you put it in there.