You didn't even remember what they were called. How were you listening then, by not really listening? [He snips back easily, their arguments always something they both fell into rather easily. Sure they were friends, but they did tend to argue quite a bit.] So I'm boring and my face looks funny. Good to know. [He scowled, unable to take it a little harder than he should. Gently hitting away the other's hand. That didn't mean he could really take that out on the other boy.]
[He hesitates a moment before finally scooting back, settling against the other with a sigh. He can't stay mad at him. A strange sort of curse in a way.] Not always...besides, what's wrong with it? Daydreaming never hurt anyone before. [He closed his eyes, sighing as he shook his head.] Fine.