Essentially he could leave right now, he had every ability to actually do so now, and thus raised a quirked brow at the other man’s assumption. “Fine. I’ll up and leave right now.” He actually stood up too, only until the look of sheer distress would take over the alchesmist’s face, then he would raise that all-knowing smirk as he sat back down. “Anyway. It’s seems like every time you meet peak moronness somebody has to go do something worse. As such goes the bar.”
There was a moment of panic as Add went to stand up, the alchemists hand immediately shooting up to grab his coat in order to prevent him from leaving. The distressed look would quickly turn into a pout, when he simply received a smirk. “That’s not funny.” But at least he was sitting down again, though Galen didn’t let go of his coat.
“Hey, the moronness scale is only supposed to apply to me. It’s not fair if you add on other people’s moronness. It makes the data inaccurate.”
