@cogitatis ASKED: " can we put away our differences for a second ? "
❝-—A whole second? Dear, you're asking the absolute WORLD of me. ❞
For someone so adamant about professing his distaste for the dramatics, he made such a frequent show of sounding like some vintage femme protagonist throwing herself over the arm of a chair at the slightest of inconveniences.
A sigh left him and he made an opening gesture to the other, beckoning him to speak. ❝ You have the floor. I, however, make no promise to not interrupt the moment you spout something I find...concerning. ❞ even a fool could see the man before him was, by all definitions, a genius.
However, Clark had stubbornly questioned the likes of eldritch horrors and ravenous beasts. Even a genius would not be spared from Clark's insistence on being difficult. The cambion seemed to simply have differences with just about anything and everything he crossed paths with.