Encounter with a Renegade

"What is it, twerp?"

"Just interested that you’ve returned again, that’s all."

"I'm usually here."

"How cutting. Do excuse me, I must go and use an apple gel."

"I'll give you a real reason to use an apple gel if you're not careful!"

"Then I suppose it matches your sense of humour."

"Har har har. Says the guy who can barely laugh or smile ever."

He was finding it difficult to force out the words by this point. 

"Fine," Yuan said. "I'll stay. What do you want?"

“And I don’t want your apologies either. Fine then, just go.”

Yuan turned away. "But whatever. I lost you a long time ago. Unlike Kratos, I'm not under the illusion that you can still be saved."

"Did I stutter Yuan? You can lie all you wish, it changes nothing. That was in the past, anyways, Yuan. I liked Kratos, when I was still his apprentice. That was four thousand years ago. Do you have anything else you want to bring up? I could shoot down your words all day."

"You're just a bitter old man now and full of pain. And I'm sorry," he turned away. "I can't save you now, I never could, and I'm sorry."

"I didn’t like anyone, either. You especially, I could care less about. In any case, it became my business when you decided gossiping about me was a good idea."

"We're not gossiping about you, you self important little brat!" Yuan barked, fists balling at his sides. "And we both know that's not true. You liked Kratos."

You got him, Yuan. Kratos knew when to concede to defeat when he was beaten.

"Of course I make a better lady than you do, Kratos," Yuan said with a grumble. "Not only am I master of espionage, but I have better bone structure and hair than you do."

"You forget who you’re talking about. I didn’t stay that way forever…"

"What do you even think you're doing, turning my reminiscing all about you?! You see, this is why no one liked you!"

 ELECTRIFYINGELEGANCE SAID: "IT’S BECAUSE I SHOCKED HIM ONE TOO MANY TIMES AND HE’S ETERNALLY STATICKY BECAUSE OF IT."

"As ever, Yuan, your wit and grasp of logic is astounding."

"As ever, your grasp of sarcasm is lacking." 

"He certainly was quite the little princess back in the day." Oh that took him back to the days. The days of pushing brats into muddy puddles and saving their necks every step they took. At least then he was needed.

"Yes he was. Always getting in over his head no matter what anyone told him," he chuckled, reminiscing. "And then Noishe came and they both started causing problems -- Especially for Kratos."

"You and Kratos arguing about who the damsel is. I think we both know who was really the damsel of our little group." 

"Oh, and who is that, do tell me. I seem to be misinformed." It’s Mithos. Hands down.

"Mithos, of course," Yuan said with a grin. "He constantly got into trouble before he could fight well and we (meaning Yuan and Kratos) had to go in and save him."

"Something the matter?" No, he didn’t actually care, but given the right information he might enjoy it.

"You and Kratos arguing about who the damsel is. I think we both know who was really the damsel of our little group."