>>529707194
>By the end
She runs off with Marazhai.
>{n}Marazhai wrinkles his nose in disgust.{/n} \"I could smell the reek of this awful slosh from orbit. Do not insult me with the suggestion that I might want to drink it.\""
>"I was planning to simply refuse... but I am nonetheless glad that the truth has been spoken.\" {n}Yrliet and Marazhai exchange knowing glances.{/n}"
>exchange knowing glances
It's over for Yrlietfags.