@eldaens, wanted 2 flip the coine (:
" are you trying to be a martyr? “
viper tongued words without much fang to back them up, for the glower he gives his companion. more bad-tempered than usual, if only because of the heat curling through the air, leaving palms inside gloves damp. he itches at the lace that adorns his neck, and does his best to remain dignified, or at least something within range of it.
“ the next time you do something like that, i’ll leave you for dead. “ he takes a seat, one leg crossed over the other, watches the smoke curl against the dark sky, and very purposefully does not look at rei except to give a little sniff of indignation. “ now ask me for help. something like : oh great & noble fae, please grant my idiot self some mercy before my guts fall out. getting on your knees would not be out of the question either. “