Grimmjow shook his head with a smirk. He spoke Al Bhed just as fluently as Yylfordt, but he knew full well that Tayuya didn't, so he opted not to litter conversations with it. He preferred not to get on her bad side -- life was more fun that way. Besides, it was easier if she could understand everything he said. Kadaj too, but thinking about him made him frown.
He stared at Apache when she snarled at Yylfordt in a tongue he'd never heard before. It sounded odd to his ears and flowed strangely. He hadn't quite got over his surprise when Tayuya dropped the Kensei bomb. He outright laughed, then.
"You two-timing me for him, dude?" He grinned. "If I'm your wife, are you his?"
He didn't wait for an answer. He glanced up at the clock that hung on the one wall of the Sunhouse that wasn't made of glass and sighed shortly.
"We should get to that meeting," he said, affecting a casual air by scratching the bridge of his nose with one finger.
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Date: 2013-05-09 10:46 pm (UTC)He stared at Apache when she snarled at Yylfordt in a tongue he'd never heard before. It sounded odd to his ears and flowed strangely. He hadn't quite got over his surprise when Tayuya dropped the Kensei bomb. He outright laughed, then.
"You two-timing me for him, dude?" He grinned. "If I'm your wife, are you his?"
He didn't wait for an answer. He glanced up at the clock that hung on the one wall of the Sunhouse that wasn't made of glass and sighed shortly.
"We should get to that meeting," he said, affecting a casual air by scratching the bridge of his nose with one finger.