Let it be a lesson to you: Always Listen To Duilin. *cocks an eyebrow and grins her challenge* Oh-ho, titchy, am I? Bring it on, Buttercup. *cheerfully explaining to Carrie* The bigger they are, the sillier they look when they get their asses kicked. 'Least I'm nice about it.
*snorts again* Quit blaming your chimpy sparkle-shit on your Second. One of these days they're all gonna revolt against us or something. Have you seen the way they huddle up? It's a fucking conspiracy.
*chortles at your reaction, thoroughly pleased, and reaches up and up and up to gently thump a fist to your shoulder* *continues, quite chipperly indeed* Not that I want details, man, there's some stuff I just don't need to know, like, ever. But yeah. We'll gab later or something, 'kay?