Hazuki walked steadily, hands in his pockets, eyes half-lidded with his usual tired expression. Above him, Ridan floated in lazy spirals, occasionally glancing at the trees around them.
"Not too far now," Ridan said.
"You sure it's edible?" Hazuki asked, side-eyeing him without slowing his step.
"Hmm? Hey, come on, man. Would I find a poisonous fruit for my partner? We're 'teammates,' remember?"
"Yeah yeah... I just hope the fruit actually tastes good."
Ridan puffed out his chest.
"Believe me. This is me we're talkin' about. Ancient spirit, strongest wizard in history, master of knowledge, wisdom..."
"Master of ancient spells and magic..." Hazuki interrupted flatly, then added without missing a beat, "...who's also a pervert that loves boobs."
"Well… you know me," Ridan said proudly, spinning once in the air. "I'm a man of taste."
Hazuki snorted. "Yeah, yeah… Even furry beastkin girls are on your list, huh?"
He looked up at him, deadpan.
