Greaaat, ( Kaladin complains, shoulders rounding into a sag forward. He'll never live the cheating down. Technically, it was Syl's fault... but if he said that aloud, she'd never let him live it down either.

Storms, he misses her. )

Thanks, though. I underestimated you, too. ( He expected adequate, even excellent—not extraordinary. ) Understandable... We're from different worlds. I didn't know what to think, or how Lucian swordsmanship might look. I'm impressed, Noctis. Very.

... You don't actually believe size matters, do you? You're tiny, so you have a poorer defence? Sounds ridiculous.