Saint-Just: My hands are cold.
Robespierre: Here, let me hold them.
Saint-Just: My lips are cold too.
Robespierre: *covers Saint-Just's mouth with his hand*
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Saint-Just: My hands are cold.
Robespierre: Here, let me hold them.
Saint-Just: My lips are cold too.
Robespierre: *covers Saint-Just's mouth with his hand*

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Saint-Just: You spent all your money on THIS??
Robespierre, putting tiny raincoats on pigeons: They live outside. They need this.
Saint-Just: I like your new pants!
Robespierre: Thanks, they were 50% off!
Saint-Just: I'd like them better if they were 100% off. *winks*
Robespierre: The store can't just give away clothes for free.
Saint-Just: Thats's... not what I meant.
Robespierre: That's a terrible way to run a business, Saint-Just.
Saint-Just: Talk dirty to me~
Robespierre: Poverty is a serious problem and so is part of a population being rich for simply existing.
Saint-Just: Wha-
Robespierre: The economy is in shambles.
Robespierre: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling paranoia and my anxiety. I'll wait.
Saint-Just: You and me!!!
Robespierre, tearing up: Okay.

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Robespierre: *seductively takes off glasses*
Robespierre: Wow...
Saint-Just: *blushes* Haha... what?
Robespierre: You're really fucking blurry.
Saint-Just: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives.
Robespierre: I wake up at 4:30 AM every day to get ready.
Saint-Just: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives.
Saint-Just: so, what's for dinner?
Robespierre, staring at the food he just burnt: regret