❝ Sir Cú Chulainn! Someone described your look as a 'delinquent' look! Do you think I'll look good too as a delinquent? ❞ He genuinely wanted to know. Maybe he'd be able to 'haaaaah?!' perfectly one day too! ( And, yes, he really did imply that Cú looked good! )
It wasn’t often that he got to talk to Charlemagne though, every time they crossed paths, the paladin always managed to throw him off balance and say the oddest things. He said that, but the truth was that he still was embarrassed for that one time Charlie called him a tsundere. And today wasn’t much different. Well… he won’t deny that he might look like a delinquent, but no one had ever said it to his face so, just like everyone expected him to react, the Ulster warrior turned to look at the paladin and went: “Haaaah?”
Scarlet eyes narrow when he stares into the Saber’s eyes and a frown becomes evident on his features. Unluckily, he didn’t consider the Saber’s words a compliment. Taking a step forward, the Lancer was ready to throw hands with the other servant. “Oi, who are you calling a delinquent, you punk?” But before things could escalate, he noted a particular detail, which made him blink in confusion. “Wait, who is that someone that told you that? Was it the old man?” Dammit, of course it had to be the old man!
Clicking his tongue in annoyance, the young man’s gaze turned to his side and sighed. He couldn’t really get angry at Charlie for the mistake so he would overlook it ( this one time! ). After a few seconds, he looked at the paladin again and tilted his head to the side. “Ah, as for what you asked…” The Ulsterman couldn’t find a grain of that ‘delinquent’ look Charlie talked about on him. But he did seem pretty excited about it…
During the next minutes, the Lancer tried his best to teach the Saber how to pose to appear more ‘delinquent-like’. He made him stop smiling and frown, though the truth was that Charlie reminded him more of the human version of a pouting hamster rather than a japanese high school delinquent of the 80s. He even went as far as borrowing the Saber his hair holder for his bangs and yet, it did little to enhance his bad boyishness. “I mean… if we practice some more, I think it could work out…”