I'll steal your cruxis crystal before you leave.

[Now they're just getting into ridiculousness, and Kratos knows it. Even as he stands in the shower with hot water pounding on his back, his head hanging between his arms and wet hair dripping, there's a smile on his face.

[More quietly, too quietly for a human to hear over the sound of the shower-water but not, perhaps, for an augmented half-elf:]

I missed you.