𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘙𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳

"It should protect yer pride.. And now I'm A from A+?? Seems fishy to me.. Admit it, I'm not that high. I'm wayyyy below ya."

"Yea, sure I did.. Yer way pretty than I am. I'm just alright." Pit said as he rubbed Scathach's tummy. As he raised an eyebrow. ".. Ya know this doesn't count for grades literally, right?"

" Yes ma'am. It equates to my what felt like ten years of working in Chaldea making coffee. "

He’d just raise a brow just open a screen and show only an outline of something clearly cloaked traced out. Then close it. “You asked about my 3 stand ins if I’m not present? I don’t want to bring a warship down some place it can be seen by many people regardless.”

⛥: My....How brilliant! That would be enough.

"..........................." Staring at the board. ".. Is A- really that bad? I'm pretty sure I'm F tier."

He shrugs and waddles off carrying Scathach. About thirty minutes later he comes back and then says. "Sir Cu doesn't know, he just is trying to stay on the good graces list."

⛥: A gem I've never seen before...

“Eeeeh, company is a word. Lineage more accurately. They don’t travel with me usually. Not sure you want walking artillery, dark mage and an…Average as I’ll put it strategist about.” A bit of a blink at her. “That and I have a warship in orbit, but that isn’t acting.”

"I guess I can go find out..??" He shrugs, and walks away.. Only to stop. "Do ya like want me to ask for the list from him? Or just like ask who's making it?"

"Sir Cu? He'd... No, no.. He might do that cause not much is going on.. Ya want me to just ask about it?"

"Which Lancer? Also, that's a girl.. It's Scathach.." Pit stated with a pout as he then muttered. 'This is why yer A-..' And he protectively pets the fox.

" How mean, I'm anything but sketchy. I'm an absolute saint. " He said with sarcasm in his voice. " But thanks Luci. If I ever do make her mad or sad feel free to tie me up and have her pop my head off till I've made up for it. "

Very much keenly aware he’s choosing his words wisely… “I am so very much willing to have this conversation, but dear the moons…” A glance toward her. “My commanders if you want to be technical?”

. .. "You wish to see my most prized treasure ? And what reason should I humor you on this matter ."

.... Pit could say something, but he won't. Cause he's focused on his foxes. "Rating my foxes lower than S or S+ is evil work. Who am I going to mess up for ya?" He's ready to handle this for her? No, it's for the foxes. If he wasn't in papa mode he would say something like -

".... What do I need to do?" A dark aura radiated from the magus. Even Scathach flinched at the sudden pure rage he had. "Cause my babies are perfect.."