The other Zombie Kings huddled together, whispering among themselves.
"Can you believe it? Logan actually pulled it off."
"So this is what love across species looks like, huh?"
"Guess when it's real love, race—or, well, species—doesn't matter."
"But… can they even kiss? Or, y'know, do other stuff?"
"No clue. Maybe they'll figure something out eventually."
"..."
Not far off, on a nearby mountaintop, two figures stood silently—Ethan and Mia.
Of course, they had to witness Logan's big confession for themselves.
"He did it," Ethan said, his voice calm.
"Yeah," Mia replied softly. The cold wind at the summit tugged at her hair, sending it dancing in the moonlight. Her bright eyes were fixed on the couple below—Logan and Awan, locked in a tight embrace.
Something about Awan's words earlier had struck a chord with her. They sounded oddly familiar.
"Ethan," Mia called out.
