[ Willow is right about that, and Ange knows it. If there's anything she knows her group of friends for, after all, it's the fact that they're willing to take a stand in the face of danger.

Even when it's very dumb and badly timed danger, like a Pthumerian wedding crasher.

The idea is.. well, it brings an entire mix of emotions at once, though Ange opts to discard the heavier ones for now, instead letting out a faintly amused breath more so than anything else in the moment. ]

Well, let's hope people won't have to form an impromptu angry mob at my wedding. I'm not sure if that'd be a great wedding story to tell later down the line.

[ Though it'd fit right in with the usual dumb things that happen to Ange.. ]