"C-Cyanide…?" Luna murmured faintly, as if she'd seen a ghost, and the young man—Cyanide—shot a glare at Ivy.
"Did you have fun, lying to them?"
"Lying?" Ivy arched an eyebrow and averted her gaze. "I was not. You really did die. You just later resurrected due to the Blood Shard you obtained from the Blood Baron in the rainforest. They never let me finish, so naturally I omitted that part."
Cyanide sighed and shook his head.
"In any case… the problem tonight's been resolved. But this will not be the las-"
"Cyanide!"
"—?!"
Suddenly, Luna jumped on him and hugged him tightly, causing him to lose his balance. The two crashed into the ground, Cyanide on bottom, while Luna rubbed her face against him lovingly.
"Mm…"
"… Ight, geez, that's my cue to leave," Ragnar muttered, turning around and walking away. "You're a real piece of work, assassin, in many respects. I don't wanna be a third wheel here, so I'll leave… or rather, fifth wheel? Ha!"