[ A small part of him might have hoped that Lucina would be spared of the impending tummy ache, but it is not meant to be. He swallows, doing a magnificent job of keeping it down. He doesn't want to disappoint Lucina or Thomas by making an absolute fool of himself. ]

Y-Yes...

[ G'raha agrees, forcing a smile despite a strained face. ]

I do think I must excuse myself. It was a pleasure meeting you, Miss Lucina. I pray that our next toast is...even more enjoyable.