Wilkin & Krull

"So, you've finally spilled the beans huh? Only took you..." Wilkin stops mid-sentence, and pretends to count on his fingers. "...a really long time, I haven't a clue how long honestly, but goodness Krull, it was getting torturous to watch, all the pining and whatnot."

"What are you rambling about?" Krull pretends to have just heard him, leaning down, "Sorry it's hard to hear you down there."

Wilkin rolled his eyes, huffing out a loud sigh. "Gith have such selective hearing don't they? But really Krull... I'm curious. In your culture, what is love like?

"Mating mostly. Though there are relations made with partners in a romantic kinda way too. Those are just - were just mostly for the elite."

"Interesting. Guess things can change now that there's no tyrant on the throne." He was quiet for a moment, and his voice became much more humble. "How did you meet Farkhar, Krull?"

"I stumbled into his tavern one night. Broke a table. I was going to walk away but he wasn't having it. We got into a brawl. Been best friends ever since."

"...I'd like to say I'm surprised but honestly, you got me there."

Krull points a finger at his temple and gives you a knowing look.