This episode was honestly such a good look into Laios. This is the man who dove head first back into a dungeon to save his sister and just because he actually found a sustainable way to travel through the dungeon without starving himself, he's being accused of not taking things seriously??
Is it so wrong that he found a way to be fascinated with the things around him while working towards his goal instead of spiralling into a depression?? I mean Shuro no offence but you sound catholic, there's no salvation in suffering you bitch
Marcille successfully brings back her love interest with wings and claws and blood all over and suddenly she has to be reported to elf cops and be thrown in elf jail?? Can a woman not love to the point of blasphemy anymore?? What a sick world we live in
I love the Dungeon Meshi characters I love how Laios leaves Falin and Falin leaves Marcille and Marcille babies Falin because she’s afraid to lose her (to leaving) (to time) (to death) (something will take her away, eventually). I love how Rin loves Kabru and she is bitter and angry and he doesn’t seem to need her the same way she needs him but also he thinks about how much the elves have hurt her just before he throws himself into the abyss to keep the elves from taking everything. I love how Kabru chases Laios who chases Shuro who chases Falin who follows Laios who nervously asks Kabru to stay with him once he is king.
I love how Falin gave her life to protect Marcille and Laios, and how they would do anything to bring her back. I love how Thistle wants to help Delgal and wants to help the kingdom and wants to stop the Lion and brings Marcille back to life and because of all those things she becomes the Dungeon Lord. I love how Laios gives Marcille a piece of his armor so that she can stay alive and bring them all back, and it is simultaneous kind and cruel and selfish and selfless. I love how he saves her from her nightmares and that pushes her towards a self-destructive path, and I love that no one lets him take the blame for that, and I love that he holds so much responsibility and love for her anyways and won’t kill her even if it would save the world (or save himself).
I love that they wouldn’t be alive without Senshi, and Senshi wouldn’t know the taste of hippogriff stew without them. I love that they wouldn’t be alive without Izutsumi and she wouldn’t understand her two hearts (so full of love and hunger) without them. I love that they wouldn’t be alive without Chilchuck, and he knows it, too (and carries the guilt of leading them deeper, and doesn’t know how to let go of any of it).
I love that they make food and save each other and make food and save each other and make food and save each other and —