"I've always been predictable out of the field," Alastor said with a laugh. "I'm not exactly known for not being set in my ways. Opinionated about why they're better. But, still predictable unless you're at the end of my wand."
His jaw set as she spoke. Arrogant was something he'd never hidden from anyone and never apologised for because he was damned good at his job. And, he thought his record spoke for itself when it came to whether or not he was the best. "I never said I was damned Super Auror. But, ou will have to forgive me if I remain arrogant enough to believe I am the best. Cocky son of a bitch should have been right there next to predictable in the definition of Alastor Moody you carry around in your head. And I did say I was feeling sorry for myself and It. Would. Pass. I will get over it. Case closed."
Growling, he stood up. He didn't leave because he was irritated that the nice afternoon he'd planned was being ruined by their habit of arguing over nothing and he had a few things to say about it.
"I'm sorry if my concern has been such an irrational burden to you that you feel the need to circumvent an argument before it starts. I'll remember next time that you're allowed to worry about me, but not the other way around. Not that I'm likely to forget the fact you seem to think I wouldn't understand or agree with your reasoning in the first place if there had been a discussion. Or do we only get to discuss things when you want to drag my emotions out for examination?"