rhetoric.

“You never let lack of knowledge hold you back, do you?” I sighed, head resting on my hand while I propped myself up on the table. He looked over his shoulder at me before returning to the fridge.

“It does make arguing so fun,” he grinned as he put a bottled water in front of me. “Glowering is what you do best. Did you know that?”

“Hm,” I agreed with a murmur, “Sarcasm is your favorite form of flattery, isn’t it?”

“It seems we’re never happier than when we argue.”