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"As though that should stop you from playing catch up." He spat out, displeasure showing in the manner in which he paced a bit like a stressed out perzi. He really didn't want Aqio to leave for good but at the same time he wanted to throw him out on his backside. The little fish was starting to grate on his nerves, making it feel as though he was trying to back him into a corner, and it was a feeling that Shesha didn't appreciate.

Giving a derisive sort he said, "Don't go playing nice now in an attempt to get back into my good graces, fish. I'm not buying it or your false promises. I'm well aware of what you want and the fact that you'll go soon enough when you find you can't get it here." Hands curling so his perfectly painted nails bit into his palms a bit he said, looking away and refused to look back at Aqio again.

"You're not stubborn, you foolish." He snapped, talking over to the window in his room, leaning against it, arms crossing over his chest.

Were it not for the fact that he would be risking falling out of a window Shesha likely would have pulled away from Aqio the moment he got close. He didn't much care for his tactics but at least in this moment he could appreciate them just a bit. Giving Aqio a long look he said, "Oh? And what is it that you want to say? Something you actually want to say or something you want to say just to lash out?"

Glancing away he said, "So I need to worry about you acting out any time your brother is playing around?" He didn't much care for that idea, not in the least bit. If anything it only irritated him more that it was his brother that was drawing Aqio's attention away.

"There is no bright side to it if you're going to go around letting them cut you up like a piece of meat, fish. If anyone is going to dice you up it should be me, not some stranger you're fooling around with in some alley way somewhere."

Shesha turned around, stalking across his room in a manner that showed he still wasn't quite in the best mood, and he went to pick up his staff from where it stood, leaning against the wall by his bed. Once he had it in hand he returned, lifting it up to press the glittering end of it against the wound that had Aqio had, "I don't care for the idea of you doing things without my knowledge, understand? If someone is trying to kill me I'd like to know."

"I would also like to know who sent them and if it's because I annoyed someone or because you are getting me targeted again as retaliation. I don't like the latter in the least bit. I want to be attacked because I stepped on the wrong person and they got pissy."

Gathering magical energy into the staff he found himself tempted to blast him with another spell, possible a water based one... but instead he used a spell that he rarely used since it was so dull and useless in battle, that being a healing spell. He didn't want anyone else to mark up his property. Least of all some gutter trash assassin that was probably rotting away somewhere, forgotten and alone.

Shesha looked oddly pleased by Aqio's words, "Good. I would rather it be something like that." He said, releasing the healing energy before he stepped back, flipping his staff around, resting the butt of it against the ground. He starred at Aqio for a long moment before he said, "I find that I rather want to meet this person... though best to learn why he hates 'pretty boy mages' first so that we're prepared for him." He found himself wondering what 'pretty boy mage' had wronged the man... or was it Shesha himself? He doubted he'd even remember unless he crossed paths with the man again. Even then it was hard to say since he'd dealt with a lot of people in his time.

He leaned into his weapon, a thoughtful look on his face, "It's always nice to take away any sort of allies and power from the Beast Lord. How I'd love to see him at my feet one day in the same state that Lord Fiath currently is." He murmured, his eyes seemed to shine at the mere thought of that far off future victory.

"Your nerves?" He lifted a eyebrow into a perfect arch, starring him down, before he gave a bit of sigh, "You really are..." He trailed off, starring at Aqio as he suddenly gave Shesha a new nickname that caught his attention. It was enough to make him fall silent for a time. Giving a sighing sound he walked over to him, catching hold of his collar, and moved to drag him out of the room since it was occupied by the one sleeping it off on his floor.

He lead him Svetan's study instead. He wasn't home so it wasn't as though he was using it, meaning that Shesha and the little fish could do so instead. It would seem as though Aqio had finally gotten himself back on Shesha's good side.