Frostella somehow managed to press her nude body against Romulus's back, even without her being in the corporeal realm, and she made it so Romulus could feel every inch of her. "Yeah, we're going to die… together… But is it not kind of thrilling…? It's kinda like we're on the run after escaping arranged marriages just so we could be together, even in death."
Romulus patted her on the head to stop her from getting all whimsical on him at this crucial point in time. "Just prepare yourself; don't get careless. Even though you're a sword spirit, you can still die all the same."
Frostella's lips raised playfully. "Why~? You suddenly care about me or something~?"
"Yes," Romulus answered truthfully and with no shame.
"...."
"You could at least hesitate a little bit, you jerk."
"And why is that?" Romulus asked, genuinely confused.
