You really got a way with spinning things to make sense, don'tcha?
[ But the inflection he puts behind his words makes it sound like a real compliment. Which it was, if the way he was smiling for her was any indication. That is, up until she hits him with another ludicrously long nickname all over again. It brings him back to when they shared an intimate moment at the laundromat late into the night. What did she call him there? A lot of babytalking Wagna nonsense... To her credit, she never did call him that full descriptor again like she promised. This? This however was new. But of course he has to respond apropos.
Which is to say, with a slouch of his shoulders and an audible: ]
Ugh... That title's WAY too starchy!
[ ...he groaned about it yet dropped a pun anyways. The Gwim Weaper gives as much as he takes! Once more, he's taken back to the sheer glee Weiss got out of bombarding him with knee puns on the first day they met. How triumphant Weiss felt and how proudly she declared "Yes!" for her kneeslappers. If he's faux annoyed, it doesn't last for very long before he's already cracking a smile as he's lead along behind her. It's a smile that's, unfortunately, fleeting when they approach the restaurant and he allows Weiss to take over.
More returning to a neutral expression, he lets her do all the talking for this round as she takes the reins. Perhaps pulling on said reins a little too hard when her new routine to get them the best seats?
"I'm here on a date." ]
That's right——HUH!?
[ Ragna you're the one who said you're her plus one also take your own advice and SHUT UP! ]
[ "Naturally, we want to sit at the most romantic table you have." ]
Uhh...y-yeah... Yeah.
[ It's not going on a date with Weiss that's the problem. Hell, he asked her out to go on another one! But that still blindsides him as he blushes at Weiss, looking oh-so-proud of herself as she lets go of his hand to take a peruse of the menu. Crossing his arms, he takes a peek from Weiss' side as he looks down at the same one. Well. Whether she actually considered it a date or not now, they're in it to win it as they prepare the finest table and service for them.
Her flustered oversized tater cants his head as he looks at the menu with a hum. ]
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[ But the inflection he puts behind his words makes it sound like a real compliment. Which it was, if the way he was smiling for her was any indication. That is, up until she hits him with another ludicrously long nickname all over again. It brings him back to when they shared an intimate moment at the laundromat late into the night. What did she call him there? A lot of babytalking Wagna nonsense... To her credit, she never did call him that full descriptor again like she promised. This? This however was new. But of course he has to respond apropos.
Which is to say, with a slouch of his shoulders and an audible: ]
Ugh... That title's WAY too starchy!
[ ...he groaned about it yet dropped a pun anyways. The Gwim Weaper gives as much as he takes! Once more, he's taken back to the sheer glee Weiss got out of bombarding him with knee puns on the first day they met. How triumphant Weiss felt and how proudly she declared "Yes!" for her kneeslappers. If he's faux annoyed, it doesn't last for very long before he's already cracking a smile as he's lead along behind her. It's a smile that's, unfortunately, fleeting when they approach the restaurant and he allows Weiss to take over.
More returning to a neutral expression, he lets her do all the talking for this round as she takes the reins. Perhaps pulling on said reins a little too hard when her new routine to get them the best seats?
"I'm here on a date." ]
That's right—
[ Ragna you're the one who said you're her plus one also take your own advice and SHUT UP! ]
[ "Naturally, we want to sit at the most romantic table you have." ]
Uhh...y-yeah... Yeah.
[ It's not going on a date with Weiss that's the problem. Hell, he asked her out to go on another one! But that still blindsides him as he blushes at Weiss, looking oh-so-proud of herself as she lets go of his hand to take a peruse of the menu. Crossing his arms, he takes a peek from Weiss' side as he looks down at the same one. Well. Whether she actually considered it a date or not now, they're in it to win it as they prepare the finest table and service for them.
Her flustered oversized tater cants his head as he looks at the menu with a hum. ]
Huh...this place's got pizza too.