“The next person to bother me is getting a face full of—… Something.”
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. . . . Looks him up and down. In no particular way, just unamused— “Nah.”
“You wanna go? I’ll show you how much of a jackass I can really be.”
“Again, kicked your ass more than once where you lost. Just stop complaining and take the half-hearted gesture, alright?”
“You know damn well what I mean. Try me, I’m not afraid to beat the fuck out of you either. Prince or not, it doesn’t matter to me.”
. Dead eyed look. “I just gave you a fucking potion. Helpful enough.”
“Maybe you could be a little helpful for once too.”
. . . . Vague nose scrunch— Maybe a… Tiny bit annoyed. But he’s at least lifting a hand and summoning a potion from the Armiger, tossing it to Loqi with a mild huff. “Remind me to not try humor with you again then.”
“I was in an altercation. That’s all you need to know.”
“Or you could just— Take the joke. And say what happened, y’know.”
“Do you want to be next, Prince?”
“I just meant your usual tired grouchiness, not the anger.”
“Oh so you’re OLD old. Time to go into the retirement home, grandpa.”
…… Drautos’ grouchy old man personality DOES rival Cid’s….
“Yeah but like— Three years older by ten years. Sort of.”
“…… I could probably say that Gladio’s old, too. All things considered. Does he count?”
“You’re both still old. Wasn’t he also technically brought on by Mors?”
“Circumstance doesn’t really matter much if you’re doing the same thing— You still did it. I bet one of my good fishing lures that you’d probably do it again.”
“I would say that’s a you problem, but I have no room to talk on that—“