[And yet, it makes them laugh. Except for the king, who until now appeared to be contemplating his wine and looks up with an expression somewhat like granite.]
But you admit you were foolish enough? What a stunning recommendation from a new member of my nation.
[A couple of laughs cut off prematurely, but Nike pushes herself up with a second quiet chuckle.]
No less the foolishness of my brother, walking out knowingly to be cleaved.
There was no cleaving.
[Kratos is not grumbling. Just even.]
Show them your back and say that again, little brother.
[Kratos, noticeably, sighs and does not show them his back, but the laughter returns at his expense and the king's coldness somewhat alleviated. Enough for the conversation to move on to comparing war injuries and displays of foolish valour -- which is, of course, tantamount to brag-talk among soldiers. Given the situation, Kratos is willing enough to take the mockery.]
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But you admit you were foolish enough? What a stunning recommendation from a new member of my nation.
[A couple of laughs cut off prematurely, but Nike pushes herself up with a second quiet chuckle.]
No less the foolishness of my brother, walking out knowingly to be cleaved.
There was no cleaving.
[Kratos is not grumbling. Just even.]
Show them your back and say that again, little brother.
[Kratos, noticeably, sighs and does not show them his back, but the laughter returns at his expense and the king's coldness somewhat alleviated. Enough for the conversation to move on to comparing war injuries and displays of foolish valour -- which is, of course, tantamount to brag-talk among soldiers. Given the situation, Kratos is willing enough to take the mockery.]