[at some point he is going to get annoyed with Marco for messing with his hair. They are at a party no less and it's already going to take him a bit to fix it. But for the moment he's mostly trying to stomach what it is he's said. He didn't want to have to get used to it. He didn't want to have to go through it. It wasn't a storm he'd ever intended to weather but... he would have to. For Marco's sake. For Ace's. Maybe even for Namur's for as long as he was here.
But... He would just have to accept it. Or at least, accept that he would have to accept it. Eventually. He sucked in a deep breath and let it out, smiling a little]
Aye... I'll keep it in mind. [he pulled back a little and combed his hair back into place, not really having to see it it to get it in order. Plenty of battlefield practice with that one.]
In the meantime I'll try to enjoy myself. You, too, pretty bird. Sweep that chickadee of yours off her feet.
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But... He would just have to accept it. Or at least, accept that he would have to accept it. Eventually. He sucked in a deep breath and let it out, smiling a little]
Aye... I'll keep it in mind. [he pulled back a little and combed his hair back into place, not really having to see it it to get it in order. Plenty of battlefield practice with that one.]
In the meantime I'll try to enjoy myself. You, too, pretty bird. Sweep that chickadee of yours off her feet.