Kite glared at Vaeltia with a look that could freeze water into solid ice. “I’m not sure if we are on speaking terms right now.” His tone was even and calm, as though he were stating a simple fact – but the flare in his eyes was the true tell of his emotional state. “Pulling a stunt like that is one thing… but to do it without first warning the people who would be your safety net?...”
After a few seconds, he let out a deep sigh and grasped the bridge of his nose while bowing his head and closing his eyes. To anyone watching him, it looked as though the Thyrsus was fighting a migraine. “No, I’m not experienced in the Matter Arcanum, sorry….”