I cannot imagine what you mean about Faerghus being dark, Claude, when it produces such cheery individuals such as Felix and myself.

[Yes, he is poking fun at his own kingdom, he's the heir to it, he can do that. He can also nudge his face right into Claude's palm, eye slipping shut.]

...When would be a good time that we would deserve, then? Because I admit to also wanting to wed all of you.