[ He should be just as elated that she is, but of course it can never be that simple. Of course, he's glad that she's not having to suffer for once, but this complicates...so much. Verso isn't ignorant to how this may shift the dynamics of their little group, either. While his mind is already racing ahead on what can be done with this, how to still make this work for him, his heart has stumbled right into the trenches, already scuffed and bruised.

Just talking about Gustave seems ready to set her bursting to happy tears again. There's a twitch as he lifts his hand as though tempted to brush any stray dampness from her cheek, but checks himself at the last minute to casually fold his arms while he tilts his head with a seemingly earnest curiosity, smiling right back. ]

Oh yeah? You'll have to give me some tips on making a good first impression. Is he a fan of moody poetry? Cat jokes?