"Then you obviously haven't been paying attention to the variety of individuals the Porter brings here," he snapped, not really in the mood to discuss his defeat - yes, he would use the word despite how much it irritated him. He'd deserved it so he would accept the term and his injuries with as much grace as he could muster.
Of course, managing to have grace of any kind was sort of out of the question now since Vash was still talking, damn him, and asking questions he didn't have the words to answer. He pulled the ice pack over his eyes, aggravated but attempting to be patient.
Haha. I actually read a fic about that once. It was hilarious.
Of course, managing to have grace of any kind was sort of out of the question now since Vash was still talking, damn him, and asking questions he didn't have the words to answer. He pulled the ice pack over his eyes, aggravated but attempting to be patient.
"Because I felt like it."