[Rinne. Oh, Rinne. Showing weakness to someone like Wriothesley is the worst thing one could do. He's like a shark to blood and some of his sharpest skills is reading body language. He can't help the grin that spreads across his face.]

Aren't you my bride right now? You're the one who brought up getting hitched. No takebacks~! [Truly, this is the worst for Rinne. Stuck in the arms of a well muscled man who doesn't seem to be intent on putting them down at the moment.

He chuckles.]

I have a few projects, but why does that matter? I can get more parts later. [This is not going how Rinne wanted at all, it seems.] I know my priorities, Rinne. I find that you are more important than scrap metal I took apart from some cars.