Sebastian looks at me after a fight with the reapers and says,
"Since I became your butler, I've been shot, stabbed, set on fire, poisoned, shot, partially chewed, shot, and declared legally dead! Twice on the same day!"
I point out,
"You said shot like three times."
He responds incredulously,
"That's just by you!"
I chuckle lightly,
"I do have a temper. Good thing you're immortal."
He berates me kindly,
"That's not the point, my lord."
I ask,
"What would you have me do?"
He answers,
"Work on your anger issues, I beseech you."
I tell him,
"I'll try to work on that, Sebastian."
He seems satisfied with that and smiles as we nake our way back to the manor via carriage.
