[Not that he would do more than toss a pillow at it. Saizou was a friend's pet. He couldn't do more.
Irritated, Cliff huffed and turned away, crossing his arms as he tried to settle his own flaring temper. It had taken him years of practice to develop his patience, but he still had his limits. Albel pushed them whenever they met. That fuzzy-tailed half-pint also pushed them, but that wasn't something that Cliff needed to consider.
He glanced over his shoulder at the sound of Souji's stifled laughter.]
Don't say it. I know. I got served by a little piggy.
[His tone was flat and unamused, although he knew that it probably would be funny in hindsight.
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[Not that he would do more than toss a pillow at it. Saizou was a friend's pet. He couldn't do more.
Irritated, Cliff huffed and turned away, crossing his arms as he tried to settle his own flaring temper. It had taken him years of practice to develop his patience, but he still had his limits. Albel pushed them whenever they met. That fuzzy-tailed half-pint also pushed them, but that wasn't something that Cliff needed to consider.
He glanced over his shoulder at the sound of Souji's stifled laughter.]
Don't say it. I know. I got served by a little piggy.
[His tone was flat and unamused, although he knew that it probably would be funny in hindsight.
For now, he wasn't ready to forgive the pig.]