That sounds like something I'd say, Ales. But...uh...same. I'm glad I didn't end up exploding you, too, I guess.

[He's not sure he completely buys it, but he also doesn't know Ales well enough to say for sure. He'll half call him out on his bullshit, then. Noncommittally. And then there's Midna to deal with, suddenly unleashing a flick right between his eyes.]

Ow!

[Always the complainer. The flick catches him offguard and he winces. Were it anyone else flicking him, he might've accidentally snarled, but instead all he does is let his ears grump for him. They twitch down and he scoffs. He deserves a flick.]

I deserved that. Ales, if you can't see, Midna is hurting me. [He sounds so incredibly pained and sarcastic to reveal that. He's still not sure if he's ready to stand, not when healing spells won't work on him to much effect, but he can at least be thankful that she's healing Ales. But he whips his head up suddenly.]

W-wait. Don't send him away yet. There's something else I need to say.