It seemed like I had a dream, and I was so sad. It would be better if it wasn't real.
Croro: Lord Lotta, I really like you. I have fallen in love with you since the first time I met you.
Early Lotta: Sorry Croro, I like Reese.
Late Lotta: You woman, go away. Chrollo is mine, before, now and in the future.
Intention: I had a dream about Lord Lotta