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It takes Regis two hundred and fifty years to convince Seira that he really loves her. It's a blink of an eye for a noblesse, but Regis swears it felt like forever. Trust him; he was the one that spent sleepless nights trying to figure out a new way to propose every morning.

M-21 has always been under the impression that there was more to Frankenstein and Raizel than meets the eye.

And he was right. Oh, he was so right that he wished that he'd never been right in the first place. The sight of the two men curled up together and kissing on the living room couch when they thought no one was watching was something he hadn't needed to see. Not that he was watching really carefully or anything.

When Takeo gets really bored, he lets Tao braid his hair. But he only ever lets Tao see it, because braids have never really been his thing. They make his face look gaunt.

Shin-woo insists to Ik-man that Seira and Regis was an item, but the pint-sized hacker doesn't believe him until he comes face to face the wrath of Regis. It wasn't anything more than a menacing aurora, but Ik-man thinks he'll stick to girls that weren't out-of-this-world pretty from now on, thank you very much.

You think Frankenstein waited for his master for eight hundred and twenty years just to sit and have tea? They do much more than simply have tea!

On Wednesdays they have scones and on Sunday they have cheesecake.

Takeo likes opera. It makes him feel peaceful on the inside when he listens to others sing about sorrow on the outside.

When Seira says that Rael wasn't her type it didn't meant she was excluding short, obnoxious boys from being compatible with her. She just meant that boys with bad intentions weren't really her thing. And Rael could almost be the physical manifestation of bad intentions.

The reason why you never see Regis apart from Seria is because he is always paranoid that she will fall in love with someone while he is not with her. She is pretty, she can cook, she is powerful, and she has legs that go on forever. No, Regis did not learn how to share when he was little.

The reason why you never see Seira apart from Regis is because she gets the feeling he is going to get into trouble when she's not around. And she is usually right.

Raizel notes how Frankenstein has become kind. His sunny smile is no longer just an act. There is genuine sincerity behind it.

But he likes the way Frankenstein saves his especially soft smiles just for him.

Yuhna is under the impression that so many good looking guys living in one place is a recipe for something.

She is not quite sure what though. She will just have to stick around and see.

Tao is always certain to bleach that one strip of hair to a pure, pure white. It's a way to remember that he can choose to change his body too. It's a control thing.

Siera cooks like nobody's business because her Mama used to insist that a good noblesse must cook for herself if she expected not to be poisoned to death. Mama died centuries ago, but Siera used to cook for Papa whenever she could. And then it was just down to Regis. But now she is cooking for a whole host of men and boys and girls and she thinks she has never been so appreciated for a skill she simply picked up as a precautionary measure.

Seira used to be afraid of the day Regis grew taller than her. Fifteen years after he takes his coming of age ceremony and he has already passed her and is shooting straight up to his grandfather's height. He is tall and proud with strong features and a lithe frame. He holds himself a bit like Frankenstein.

Seira has always been afraid Regis would leave her behind the moment he grew into himself.