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Romanite sighed as he stared down Siegenite. The other had somehow convinced him out of the shop only to spring on him that it was for training. Which, fine. Romanite understood but... "Honestly, you thought it was a good idea to leave Jean in charge?" And unsupervised at that. If his shop burned down, he wasn't sure who was going to get skinned first. One of them, or himself.

"Okay... What did you want to do exactly." There was a fair bit that they could do sure, but Romanite had his doubts how much he could get done himself. The Lieutenant rubbed his arm. At least it was starting to warm up, finally.

"If I end up saying I told you so, you're sleeping on whatever remains of the couch."

An empty threat, Harker would end up curling up with him regardless.

"Please do." Romanite sighed. "He can talk the talk but he's always been... awkward about the rest." Himself on the other hand... was awkward about it all. Still...He'd sat for far to long. Romanite had dragged Siege into things and then proceeded to do nothing as Siege put in the time and effort to climb ranks.

.... Romanite had to admit, it looked good on him.

The Lieutenant snorted, giving his boyfriend a flat look. "Honey. I may be Negaverse but I'm still a ******** twig. I'm not going to win this fight." He'd be lucky if he didn't fall over with gust of wind. As for quota's... well, energy gathering was simple enough. The store saw to that... Starseeds... Starseeds he still had to work on. Romanite sighed, summoning his weapon. "Weapons... no weapons?" He asked, crossing the distance between them. "I think you got the better weapon. Even when you were a Page." He said flatly, glancing at the staff for a moment. "I'm screwed if and when these ever break. Pretty though... Maybe we should put something like this in the windows for the shop?" He offered one to Siegenite before sweeping his foot out and trying to kick the staff out from underneath him.

Romanite snorted. "I've always been your responsibility to look after..." Though that had mostly been at the pressuring of elders and years gone by.

"It is a bone, Pet. I would think that differs from yours quite a bit since you don't need to be as close as he would." Though, Romanite supposed there were some similarities. "I hope I get something better, when I grow in power. Glass can be damaging, but only so." The Lieutenant pouted slightly. "I would rather fight with my words, but I suppose if I-" Romanite squawked as he was shifted off balance and went crashing to the ground.

"Damn it.." He hissed, more so at himself then his failed attempt. "I'm sleeping on the couch, and you're not welcome." He groaned, sitting up. "Don't you dare tell him I tried that."

"I suppose, I can at least shatter an end and then stab someone with it..." Worst case scenario. Though, did he really want to get his hands that dirty? No. Not really, but if the situation called for it...

Romanite shot his boyfriend a look. "Keep running your mouth and find out, anwyl." He grumbled as he took the offered hand. "Ugh, I'm sleeping with Ortho tonight, forget you." The Lieutenant pouted. A lie, probably, but Romanite would hold out on the threat as long as he could. "Yes. But you'll have to wait till we get home for that one. So let us be off."