… [can’t help but snicker quietly into the mug] God of Mischief, hm?
[/reluctant grin] Precisely.
Must’ve been interesting growing up with him.
[/huffs, annoyed] Interesting is too generous a word. ‘Twas an absolute nightmare, at times.
[shakes her head, smirking slightly] It sounds as though you’re family. Irritated by the big bad older brother.
You could say that, though no such bond binds us. He can be maddening. [/eyes her carefully] But he can also play nice with others. Those who are not myself, or the Warriors Three, at least.
I know the feeling. [the smirk turns to a slight grimace, but she shrugs it off] I should be thankful I’ve seen his good side, then.