[WELL.

AT SOME POINT AFTER THE EVENT, HERE'S MAHITO. Between his zodiac effect, the kindness effect and now this fucking purple prose effect, he truly looks withered. AND YET, WHEN HE SPOTS MEDB, HE CAN'T HELP HIMSELF. THE COMBINED COMPULSIONS ARE TOO MUCH. In a very heartfelt way:]

Medb! You're looking as radiant as ever. Just the briefest glimpse of your wondrous visage is enough to brighten up my entire dreadful day. I daresay you could cheer up the very dourest of souls with naught more than a smile.

[Please, he craves the grave.]