One day Marsh looked realy attractive today, he was very muscley and intense looking. with a smouldered face he said, "LOPEN. I DO NOT UNDER STAND WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT."
"I am talking about love," said Lopen bravely with his manly arms open waiting for Marsh to step into his hug of romance. "which is incidentally how I feel about YOU."
Marsh looked at his open arms with a face of 'what is going on right now' and also 'if I knew what was going on I would be so on board with this development.' Lopen caught onto this facial expression with the speed of a man who had a lot of cousins.
"love is where you want to hug another person a lot," elaborated Lopen with skill.
"but what is a hug ?" queried Marsh with an expression like an expression that was on his face.
"it is like this," said Lopen embracing the attractive inquisitor with a gentle hug and patting his back. he impaled his hand a bit on a spike but thats okay, because he has magic stormlight powers right now.
"THIS IS STRANGE," said Marsh uncomfortably. he raised both his hands in confusion and patted Lopen on the back with a bebop rhythm. "AM I DOING THIS RIGHT?"
"close enough, Mr. Inquisition," said Lopen because he was patient with Marsh because he loved him (see sentence 3). It was a good hug even though Marsh did not understand love or hugs.
they hugged for the rest of the night, the end.