Break my legs? I mean that does sound like something he’d threaten me with… But so does nagging me until I stay put… Though if it were about a mission, he knows he’d never be able to keep me from being in the field with everyone else, no matter how much he nagged or threatened me.
I would never do any of those things. He’s too important to humanity to do that to. Why would you even ask that? Give him up… Let him down or desert him… How rude.
Oh yes, quite often in fact with both things. I tend not to burden others with the troubles of my mind. Mike could always see right through me and get me to talk, and so can Levi.
Well worst memory would have to be when a rather drunk noble was angry at the results of my last expedition and spilled an entire bowl of punch on my new suit. It wasn’t even all that late in to the evening too, I spent a few hours smelling of punch with a bit of a squish in my step. As for a best memory… Once I had a wonderful dance partner that I never saw dance with anyone before nor have I seen them dance with anyone else since. Their sour expression tends to ward off other dancers but after a little bit of alcohol and maybe a pout or two, I managed to get a single dance.