The stoic moogle simply scoffed and snapped his paper up to block their view of him and cease the conversation.

"I suppose we'll see what happens," Clarus agreed. He was an adult and a professional. He knew how to work civilly with people who hated him. In fact... "It's almost funny, Yarrow reminds me of a young Cor Leonis. He and I didn't get along either."

Taking the plate as a hint, the older man lifted the lid and peered down at the eggs, poking them with the spatula once more. "I believe they may be ready." Please double check him.