[if sanson was looking for help with his predicament, he probably shouldn't have reached out to marie. though she hadn't joined in the spectacle that had taken place around the assassin-class servant, she's more than prepared for a day at the beach. when sanson calls out to her, she is deaf to his request. instead, she drops the beach ball tucked under her arm to clap her hands together in glee as she rushes her way over.]
Ah—! How cute, how cute, he matches Louis! [she tilts her head so that the pigtail that her own crab friend is resting atop is elevated (as if to emphasize that "louis" is said crab), then crouches down to extend a finger to the little crab in sanson's hair.] Bonjour, petit Henri!
his fluff begs for it
Ah—! How cute, how cute, he matches Louis! [she tilts her head so that the pigtail that her own crab friend is resting atop is elevated (as if to emphasize that "louis" is said crab), then crouches down to extend a finger to the little crab in sanson's hair.] Bonjour, petit Henri!
[she's already named it for him...?!]