@draconicwinter // from here.
“Well hello then, and I’m sure you’re well aware I live for the cold.”
He makes himself comfortable, lounging near the prickly ninja, watching the thing before him with little interest, magical, certainly. But whatever.
“I thought it’d be better to act like I was here the whole time. Did you miss me that terribly, Master Zed? Oh, your glare just warms me right up. I feel all a-flutter now.”
Zed brings his hand to his chin -- or, rather, where his chin would be if his mask wasn’t covering his face.
“I ought to kill you for such behaviour,” he says, voice tinged with a hint of amusement. “Hardly respectful, but--”
He drops his hostility, visibly relaxing. “--It is good to see you again, Irwin, despite the oddity of your behaviour. If it is my glare which sends your heart ‘a-flutter,’ well-- I cannot help but say I am, ah, concerned for you.”
