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Ringo: Fine, let's just get it over with. -mumbles under her breath- why marry someone you don't love...this is...butt
Ringo: Nope, never had one. So the word..seems foreign.
Ringo: Mm..then kill me now -stands up, spreading her arms out-
Ringo: Mm, what if I run away after I meet you? Can I get a divorce? Do we have to produce offspring? Do we have to be...a family? -stuffs another...
Ringo: it's whatever. -stuffs another piece of jerky in her mouth- so...when does this whole...marriage happen?
Ringo: And I'll be hunted if I don't...-looks up- might as well except
Ringo: Whatever...
Ringo: -grabs it- hmm..you know you're not so bad. -stuffs a piece in her mouth-
Ringo: oh...so when can I leave..I need more jerky..
Ringo: -scratches her head- so, can I leave yet?
Ringo: -looks at sanya- got any beef jerky?
Ringo: -snorts- this is the worst
Ringo: I'd rather you kill me then. Ugh...why'd I come here..
Ringo: what...-looks back, sprinting back towards where she came-
Ringo: Geez, melodramatic much? -follows after him, walking in-
Ringo: What?
Ringo: offended? Heh -walks in behind him- it looks dead.
Ringo: Shifters, -snorts- I'm just a werewolf...those rules don't apply to me.
Ringo: Do what get married to some girl? -finds a stick, throwing it- hmm...I mean usually you marry within yourselves right.
Ringo: Di—Di–Di–did you just say marriage?