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The smile on his face did not waver at the sight of Vera laughing. It was kind of nice, laughing and not making jabs at each other. Though he had to admit both were equally fun. Not that he would be admitting that out loud any time soon. "Fair enough," he replied, accepting that her dignity and her usual-sized legs would be satisfactory gifts. Well, a prelude to the actual gift, which he still needed to figure out and purchase, because he wasn't going to let her birthday gift to him the previous summer upstage him by a landslide.
"Oh? Then what should my title be then, hmm?" He was, to say the least, intrigued by what she thought a suitable designation for him would be. As for that medal, well, who wouldn't want a token to remember such a momentous event? They could add it to one of the trophy cases downstairs to really showcase his chivalrousness.
Another laugh. He was not at all surprised to hear that Vasco had very likely made comments about how loud Vera could be. "Well, that makes two of us," he added with a shrug. Logan knew that she could be just as loud as Vera, if not louder, and sometimes he could be a bit much for his best friend. But he liked to think that made things interesting.
Speaking of interesting, he might have noticed being eyed every now and then. He didn't quite know what to make of it, but his thoughts about that lasted just as long as Vera had been eyeing him. He honestly didn't mind it. "Yeah, best not to think about the end of the world," he added with a smirk. "Already was a close call today."
The laugh at his eye roll was not expected, but he silently appreciated it as he watched Vera, for whatever reason, pick up the book he had dropped as a rebellious act. In his opinion, picking it up wasn't necessary, but Vera was going to Vera. "You're not the only one around here who is decent at impressions. Or maybe I've contracted a new illness by being around you so much," he commented in jest as The List made an appearance.
"Why not both?" he suggested, grabbing onto her sleeve without thinking about it and leading her to the portrait hole. "We can see which of those passages gets us closest to the kitchen, and I happen to be a pro at making ridiculously large sandwiches."
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