Smirk widening behind the rim of his glass, Faelan quipped dryly, "I guess. If by eccentric you mean weird."
Watching Harry roll his eyes with a glare at both of them felt oddly good. Faelan had come to know that the teasing he routinely endured at Haven's Loft was only out of affection, but it gave him a little thrill of triumph to watch Harry squirm when the tables were turned.