"Not even if they're asking for it?" He countered, but he didn't actually think he'd want to set her brothers on fire. Maybe punch them if they were jerks, but he'd at least try not to piss off her family, especially since they could all do spells and crap like that.
Talk properly. He snorted at the idea that her way was proper; he still thought a lot of her slang was ridiculous, but not as much as when they'd first met and he guessed it was growing on him.
"I... yeah, it's big, but I want to," he decided. It didn't really feel like that difficult a decision. He had nothing back home except a war that didn't feel like his own anymore. At least he had her in her world.