Heh, you're right. I was being a tad melodramatic back there... I know that our quiet, reserved Solaufein probably wouldn't be spouting anything of the sort. Ah well... I'm still new at love poetry. If, and only *if* Solaufein ever spouted this kind, I'd say he would be drunk or something. . Which leads to interesting possibilities...
such as an [keto?] add-on with a Poetry Slam cutscene.
preferably in the [former?] gladiator pits at the coronet.
and what you've been drinking influences your choices.
korgan, for example, inhales the bitter black and uses the occasion exclusively for picking fights.
sabotage haer'dalis by slipping him too much mead.
and solaufein's challenge is to extemporize something coherent on 10 helpings of bremen's runs. standing still.