❝ My real skill lies in pissing people off. ❞
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬
⋆ — "Yeah, no kidding." Really, he's kind of impressed. Ezreal has always considered himself rather gifted in pissing people off, but Sivir takes it to a whole new level. She elevates it to an art form. Ezreal is sort of naturally annoying (he chalks it up to his quick-witted remarks, but most people would just leave it at annoying), but Sivir seems to know exactly where to push to really get under someone's skin.
"It's a relief, though. I thought we were gonna have to deal with that guy." Ezreal tries his best to sound tough as he says it, but it's somewhat undermined by the way he leans back in the grass and closes his eyes. They would've dealt with him, too. And Ezreal would've helped, because that's what allies do. He's only run away when people who aren't his allies were in danger. "—Hey, remember when we met? Speaking of pissing people off. We really got on each other's nerves, huh?"
He doesn't really remember why Sivir was so mad at him, so it probably wasn't important. "Sure am glad we're allies now." A pause, and then he lifts his head to glance over at her. "We are allies, right?"
