So yer sayin' yer old now? Damn someone must be havin' some issues. //Still leaning on you though, picking at his ear.// I want a word with him, ya gettin' hard of hearin'? //Presses a palm flat onto Britannia's chest.// Princess left me locked up in a damn caged and I want a fuckin' word. So where is he or I'll start pluckin' out yer precious feathers.
I’m saying you’re a rude little brat, git. Don’t get me wrong.Since you’re the stranger devil who I know, your intentions are always a mystery. Rather troublesome, actually.
//Slaps his hands away and makes a face//
Stop touching me so casually-It won’t make him appear magically, you know? Maybe you deserve to be locked up there.
Especially if you keep threatening me.