so nah, so fern
Matchback for this.
"Yo, Seer - you copying me?"
"Flattered?" xe shoots back with feigned full focus on the flirting, as if xer next bit of mischief isn't already in motion.
Seer cannot truly say whether the perfectly synchronized post-battle slumping shoulders are a conscious choice or a consequence of all those cataclysmic events that led up to the current state of it and Al's bond. Regardless, he's not immune to the occasional catty joke, like moving to grab Al's hand, and then using it to...
"Why you hitting yourself? Why you hitting yourself?"
Not as big as Ares, but still impervious to censure.