[Dammit Lumine, you always know where to hit to rub salt into the wound. He's tempted to wipe that annoying smile off the other's face but that would just make him even more amused. So he just folds his arms across his chest and pouts petulantly.]
Shut up. That Maverick's traps were terrible. They're nowhere near good enough to reach my caliber.
[Lies all lies he totally fell for them god how dare the Maverick beat him at his own game]
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Shut up. That Maverick's traps were terrible. They're nowhere near good enough to reach my caliber.
[Lies all lies he totally fell for them god how dare the Maverick beat him at his own game]