Good. [‘he says, satisfied he’d won their little argument; with that said and done, he begins searching his person for a cigarette and frowns when he only finds a lollipop, recalling how certain people had taken to reprimanding the bad habit; stuffing the candy in his mouth grumpily, he narrows his eyes at you] I’m not little. [‘raises his eyebrows] Aren’t I taller than you by… one centimeter? [‘he steps closer, straightening up, trying to asses the difference]
{Averting his gaze from the male a low sigh passes the boundary of his pallid lips, tucking his fingers into his pockets, spending yet another moment gazing at his tattoo. Only when the other speaks he looks back at him, raising a hand to cover his mouth as he snorts in amusement at the sight, not meant as offensive but easily registered as such.;} Well Dandelion, at least i don’t look like a child. {Reaches out to pat the younger on the head, taking a slight step back afterwards.;}