Aymeric stifles his laugh at the response, feeling a warmth blossom in his chest at the icy Estinien having thawed enough to tease. It feels nice.
He has had cause to banter before, but it's never felt so enjoyable as even this small needling comment. Sometimes, banter from others has an edge to it, a cruelty that strays a little too close to the bone. This is just nice.
"Well somebody ought to nitpick, you're clearly skilled enough that you're going to go far, and that's going to require a certain amount of etiquette. I consider it a service to the future to polish those rough edge of yours." He returns, amused.
(Truthfully, he doesn't care. He doesn't think anybody else should care. Estinien's skill speaks for itself, he shouldn't need any polish)
He's quiet for a moment as Estinien rolls his shoulders, letting his gaze stray - he doesn't suspect Estinien of showing off, but he's not going to miss the opportunity to enjoy the view.
"Hmm?" he snaps his eyes back up to Estinien's face, replays the comment in his mind and laughs slightly at the follow up "I don't think there's anything wrong with your posture."
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Re: No it's perfect <3
Date: 2024-04-11 03:44 pm (UTC)Aymeric stifles his laugh at the response, feeling a warmth blossom in his chest at the icy Estinien having thawed enough to tease. It feels nice.
He has had cause to banter before, but it's never felt so enjoyable as even this small needling comment. Sometimes, banter from others has an edge to it, a cruelty that strays a little too close to the bone. This is just nice.
"Well somebody ought to nitpick, you're clearly skilled enough that you're going to go far, and that's going to require a certain amount of etiquette. I consider it a service to the future to polish those rough edge of yours." He returns, amused.
(Truthfully, he doesn't care. He doesn't think anybody else should care. Estinien's skill speaks for itself, he shouldn't need any polish)
He's quiet for a moment as Estinien rolls his shoulders, letting his gaze stray - he doesn't suspect Estinien of showing off, but he's not going to miss the opportunity to enjoy the view.
"Hmm?" he snaps his eyes back up to Estinien's face, replays the comment in his mind and laughs slightly at the follow up "I don't think there's anything wrong with your posture."
He doesn't really mean posture.
"What is your second question?"