[Gladio outright snorts at Ravus' appearance, the droopy hat making the regal man look more like a soaked cat than the epitome of Tenebraen nobility. Unfortunately, his mirthful chortling leaves him open to the tackle and he swallows a mouthful of seawater as he's pushed under.
He coughs when he resurfaces, smiling all the while. At least Ravus doesn't have that far-off look in his eyes anymore, though he's not sure if the current murderous look is really an improvement...] That all you've got?
[With graceful strokes, Gladio swims a little further out and decides to taunt Ravus.] Come and get me, droopy!
[And if his tongue pokes out, it's totally only to remove some remaining salt water from his lips and not at all part of the teasing.]
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He coughs when he resurfaces, smiling all the while. At least Ravus doesn't have that far-off look in his eyes anymore, though he's not sure if the current murderous look is really an improvement...] That all you've got?
[With graceful strokes, Gladio swims a little further out and decides to taunt Ravus.] Come and get me, droopy!
[And if his tongue pokes out, it's totally only to remove some remaining salt water from his lips and not at all part of the teasing.]