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No sooner are they reunited from Marcille's field trip than she has leapt into Laios’ arms. Despite only being apart for three days, they embrace like lovers separated for years by war. Tight hugs and tender touching quickly turn to kissing, and the two of them press against a nearby wall, making out to their hearts’ content, not at all caring about their audience.
Rozemyne frowns. “How come you never kiss me like that?”
“We are in public.” Dr. Ferdinand reminds her with a scowl. “And you told me that you don't understand romantic love.”
“I still like affection, Ferdi!”