I'm not cranky right now. I'm merely bored, which you don't seem to be understanding. I hardly operate like the hands of a clock, Enciodes, there's some amount of unpredictability to me.
I did say "monthly quota" for a reason. Just because there's not specific times or anything like that doesn't mean there isn't some amount of consistency as well. If your sleep schedule alone is anything to go by I know damn well that you have no true internal clock.
Yet it's a statistical anomaly if we end up arguing less than 8 times a month, all the same.
[Scoffs. Leans his elbow on his table and his cheek against his fist.]
Really? And what do you think of me if I don't pull you aside to get on you for your inane viewpoints at least eight times per month? Or do you fancy yourself Enciodes, Leader of Karlan Trade, Mr. Always Right?
Oh, you're calling me Mr. Always Right? Are you serious? At least I'm willing to know when I am bested and take pride in the challenge my opposition provides. You rue being wrong more than anything else and won't fall gracefully even a bit.
You? You refuse to acknowledge a single loss that has ever fallen upon you! I could beat you at chess right now and you'd call it a draw, because the world must only yield to Enciodes Silverash and him alone.
By Kjeragandr, are you really going to say that after everything we've been through. I am aware of my losses. I am also away that sometimes a battle must be lost in order to win the war. And just because I try to make sure those losses aren't for naught doesn't mean I don't acknowledge them.
Yes, and at the end of the road, you would not consider those losses entirely true since you won at the end of the day. I am aware of your prowess as a strategist, Enciodes. You will not let me forget, nor could I forget if I tried.
As I've said, winning the war is all that matters. There's no loss that I haven't already calculated into my plans or had a contingency for. But that's because I know I'm not always right.
this is stupid that's all
(He won't die, it's just he finished working on Clotted Cream's new arm and he's out of projects now. Boo hiss.)
As soon as Enciodes comes into the lab from wherever Enciodes do be, Gnosis spins around on the workbench and just—]
I need you to argue with me.
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Oh, I'm sorry, had I not filled your monthly quota, princess?
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Yet it's a statistical anomaly if we end up arguing less than 8 times a month, all the same.
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Really? And what do you think of me if I don't pull you aside to get on you for your inane viewpoints at least eight times per month? Or do you fancy yourself Enciodes, Leader of Karlan Trade, Mr. Always Right?
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[What is this argument even about y'all]
I am the one who has to chronicle your victories.
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Thank you, I feel better.
[Literally what the fuck Gnosis]
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[Walks over, grabs Enciodes' face.
Kisses him full and firm on the lips like he hasn't seen him in 3 years.
Something about their arguments, man.]