Aurora: Why did this have to happen to me?
Cumulus: Oh, sweetie.
Aurora: Why did this have to happen to me?
Cumulus: Oh, sweetie.
Aurora: Maman?
Cumulus: Yes, dear?
Cumulus: You hit your head pretty hard, and you have some bruises on your neck from the- um, but you should heal quickly. No concussion or anything.
Cumulus: Dear, don’t get up too fast.
Aurora: What happened?
Aurora: Ngh…
Cumulus: Aurora?
(In French)
Creme: Why, Wafer? You just broke his and the girl’s heart.
Wafer: Just like you broke mine.
Creme: …
Wafer: Now, I will call Citron to come pick up this abomination. I advise you have a talk with your precious friend, Cumulus. Let her know what mistake she’s made.
Creme: … porquoi?
(In French)
Wafer: Now listen to me. If you want to keep your hide, you will go into your room and go to sleep. You better hope you said goodbye because I will pay that Citron however much is as needed to send that, thing, home. Understand?
Hymenaios: … yes, Papa.
(In French)
Wafer: Get. Off.