[ Ange huffs. ]

Okay, we're establishing something here.

[ Because the afterparty of Ange's wedding is clearly the best place to do that, right? But-- look, they're holding hands, that clearly makes it the perfect set of circumstances. ]

The next time you want to fight someone, you have to ask me first. Alright? [ Maybe she should say to ask Kainé first - but considering what drove them apart last time, she doesn't want something like that to cause friction or awkwardness between them, thinking back on that time.

It's much easier to present this as just some dumb thing, bordering on something joking.

Even though Ange is actually kind of serious about it. ]

Come get formal permission from me first. Or you'll make your little sister cry.

[ And maybe that can help make Anna think twice before leaping into something. Like an extra layer of security - a net below her leap. ]