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This is crazy. Sean's done quite a few mad, impulsive things in his life, but this... well, maybe it isn't quite the craziest, but it's definitely up there. Still, it has to be telling that, amidst the slight creeping panic that he's steadfastly pushing on through, he hasn't yet felt a shred of doubt about this being exactly the right thing to do, the perfect way for them to finally go about the whole messy business of getting married.

He's getting married. Again. The big day came and he didn't even realize it. No more affairs to get in order, no more planning, it's just going to happen. What more can a man ask for?

Well, alright, there are a couple of small things left to do, but taking care of one of them is the reason he's out in the jungle right now, so it hardly counts. It should probably concern him that Wolverine is the person who immediately came to mind when he needed to come up with a witness to be his entire side of the wedding party, but he's getting married in less than an hour. He's got far better things to worry about than his lack of a social circle.

"Logan!" he barks as soon as he's within shouting range. "Ye busy?"

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"Do you have rings I need to look after?" I say, ducking into my cabin to dig up my nicest threads, leaving the door open so he can hear me.

"Rings, aye!" Sean says, latching right onto that since it's about the only thing that he's gone out of his way to get done properly in all of this. "Back at me place, I'll be sure an' grab 'em when I get changed meself."

"Least we don't have to find those in an hour," I say. Probably end up with a pair carved out of bamboo.

'course, for all I know, that's what he has. Maybe it'd be considered sweet, I don't know.

I come back out, buttoning my shirt. "Times wasting, then. Let's go."