Seaside Moors i got your girl on the back going tandem

good, said the dethroned almost king, i think i'll... go back as tegan, too. i dunno, i feel like i've done all i can do as tristan, i'm still the same dumbass. and then, sure -- dope, said tegan with a few nods, feeling relieved that bat had said yes... and, yeah, he should probably let his ankle heal a bit anyway. damn, what bad luck. the mention of breccan, however, stirred up some agitation. damn that guy and his good looks. you know what? fuck it. 

he shifted again, brow furrowing as he appeared to sort through something in his head... his split ear flicked. you think -- if we both went back -- we could just... like -- oh fuck no he'd already started talking, but he realized halfway through that it was making absolutely no sense. he paused, shook his head, recollected, and tried again. i wanna reintroduce you to everyone as my girlfriend, he said, a little stiffly, glancing towards her to see what she made of that, i know i've been kind of a dick in the past, especially the other day, but i just haven't stopped thinking about that day -- and about you -- and life's fuckin short. i don't know what i'm so afraid of but i wanna do this damn thing with you. for real. ooooh ball drop... and it rolls... into her court.