Takes a sip of his mimosa nonchalantly "So you trick them?"

Chuckles at this "Our methods are effectively the same then. Just different in our /methods/ of trickery." He raises the mimosa glass as if to cheers to her

"Victory by any means necessary~ hadn't I told Ken that recently?" He takes another sip from his glass. "And as much fun as you in a pop star dress sounds- I believe we already have a popstar to enjoy."

"Tempting though.. I mean a former Wizard Saint turned pop star? Talk about a catch~"

"I said it was tempting, not that I was suicidal." sets his glass down "I know my limitations. Even if I wanted to put my 'hand in her cookie jar' so to speak, she's surrounded by too many other epic-tier mages for me to get away unscathed. Let alone alive."

Sees how that was set up perfectly. Touché madam

"Having a hard time just means I need a helping hand. And the hands surrounding her seem plenty helpful to that end. Strong enough to get the job done too." sighs and picks his glass up again for another sip "It would be nice though."

Do not ruin this for me.

"What's this?" looking over at her inquisitively "Trying to get me killed again?"

"Mhm." takes another sip of his mimosa. His mind wandered to the possibilities. But such was where things would stay.

Things were always relative. "That aside," setting down his now empty glass "What of yourself? Yoshiro has his plans, you've inquired as to mine, yet you seem quite docile." Gives her a look. "Is there no spark you've been pursuing?"

Eyes narrow ever so slightly. A faint sense of amusement & interest was present behind his red gaze. "He doesn't support you?"

"Of course he does," Kullervo says dismissively. "Just means there's more opportunity for you to do what you want when you're both having your /own/ time."

"Then deal with them however you see fit~ without anyone else's approval needed~"

"My pleasure," he waves his hands so that more champagne & juice would pour into his cup. "Someone has to give it to you. If not yourself or your- well- Yoshiro, might as well be me."

He waves his hand dismissively. "He's going to kill me for this. They'll kill me for that. Just for today I like my chances."

Sneezes

Doesn't know why, but is suddenly quite irritated.

Rabbits. Rabbits everywhere.

Sips his wine as he pours over his notes he took whilst observing the tournament. "I can work with this."