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"Either I was smart enough to figure it out, or you are easy to read. Take your pick." https://t.co/gaZRqB7hMD
"I share with Naomi. Is that not proof that you are incorrect?" https://t.co/nRP0XN5xDu
"Suit yourself. That simply means more for me anyways." https://t.co/qOZzyEoDRN
"Oh of course. It always seems to get just under your skin enough. If it works, why try anything else?" https://t.co/3IXlG4d0qk
She gave off a slight chuckle.
"Make sure to stick me between chocolate and gram crackers. Otherwise I'd be disappointed in you. Can't make a good smore with out those, after all." https://t.co/RBHlskIZnJ
"Actually I came to watch my son's triumph in this arguement. So far I am not disappointed." https://t.co/BAi4UETZB3
"Nope. But I felt as though I should offer you some anyways."
She thinks for a moment.
"Yeesh.. I am turning into a softie arent I? I shall be sure to scold my Master for making me this way.. well.. if I ever see her again."
There was a slight somber tone
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"Blah blah I'm the worst blah blah I get it. At least allow me to grant you recognition where it is due. Besides, is that not something you seek? Recognition?" https://t.co/SNV9QnSy58
All Artoria could do was laugh, a genuine smile being brought to her face.
"Never change, Avenger. Never change. My days would end up being quite boring if not for your, admittedly annoying, yelling and bickering." https://t.co/TbxeGjuxDY
"Your whining wouldnt matter, babies dont know any better. Just. Like. You. A baby Avenger. Go ahead, hit me. I /dare/ you." https://t.co/4s9Dw124Xo