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She turned her towards her partner, whispering just loud enough so that she’d know the other could hear, “Well, that is impressive.”

As impressive as it may have been, he was sure to roll his eyes before he turned to her in kind. "Eh, it may be a bit, but I don't very well like this tantrum", he raised his voice above a whisper for, and only for, that one word, "that our Master is throwing."

“Now, now,” she soothed, resting a hand on his chest, “Let us be kind for just the beginning, hm?”

"... If we must. I'd like to fight with him before the war is through."

“I’m sure that can be arranged.”