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Mezalea had to be the Cod Empire's strongest ally.
"And, is this for-" Jimmy looked... hesitant? No, just confused, probably. Hopefully. He glanced around at the display Joel had set up, at the bouquets and the dead fish and the newly-built gazebo.
"To strengthen our nations' alliance, of course." Joel was suave as ever, if he did think so himself. "I just wanted my closest friend's one and only proposal to be a- a nice one." Oh, he sounded like a loser at the end, voice getting all wobbly and stuff!
How could he have doubted Jimmy for a second? "Oh, of course!" He smiled in that sunshine-y way he did, only giving Joel a second to process it before going in for a hug. "That's a perfect plan! Yes, of course I'll marry you!"
Joel tried to respond, only managing to curl his smile in on itself a little more. "I'll tell the others soon," he finally managed, almost under his breath.
"Thank you," Jimmy murmured back.
They stayed there for some time, neither daring to leave the embrace. Why would they want to, anyway?