"Rain look confused about being a part of the procession," Prompto amended, with a little bit of a pleased chuckle. And pretty proud. Having Rain be the ring-bearer was his idea, after all. Summer thought he was crazy, but he also felt it was not only adorable, but a perfect call back to their engagement. And now Rain got to enjoy a bunch of attention from all the party guests as she worked the space, or found a nice lap like Hellboy's to curl up in and nap in. "But I'm glad that worked out. That it all did."

Extremely glad. He'd been so nervous, he thought he would throw up a couple of times there.

But he hadn't, and there hadn't even been any need to, and he let out another sigh of relief that it had all gone so well and squeezed Liz's hand and leaned in toward her, his shoulder to hers.

"Look at us," he marveled, for definitely not the last time that evening. "Married. You're," he turned his head enough to quirk an eyebrow at her, "my wife now. How's that feel?"