After letting her inner Chaos Space Marine run free for a moment…or, well, maraud free for a moment…Mopey remembers some of all of that stuff about responsibility, being a good human being, etc. etc. So Khorne will be left thirsting for blood…but that doesn’t matter, because he really always is.
With stealth and inconspicuousness no longer being that important in this phase, they just shove the box of lube into the couple’s way. And they get away with it. Perhaps this is the part of the city were boxes of lube can be regularly found on the sidewalk, or perhaps the team was just lucky on their deception roll. Probably the latter, actually…given how the two dolts never grew suspicious of any of the paper-thin and implausible disguises they were confronted with, Mopey must be having a real streak of great deception rolls right now.
The last panel is just supposed to imply, subtly and tactfully as I usually am, that the intimate relationship dynamics of the couple are exactly the opposite of what the team was stereotypically expecting. As typical fujoshi, they naturally assumed that the shorter, more feminine guy would stick to the bottom role…but of course that really is just a stereotype. I mean, there are a lot of other considerations going into this sort of assignment…and, yeah, perhaps it came simply down to the fact that Youichi has a better excuse for walking funny, since he can always say it’s an old habit from his yanki day. Yankis always walk like they have just been…uh, yeah.
More on Thursday.
But- they didn’t actually- how could they-
…you know what? I’m just gonna chalk this one up to “the power of suggestion” and stop thinking about it.