[This fall back is easy, being immature, cocky, flirtatious, it's so easy now because he's just so used to it and it's a good cover for most situations where he wants to just hide, and sleep forever. But that's where the problem lies. he wants to just sleep like he used to as a kid. He used to escape when he rested, and now he can't even do that. Sleep is a foreign thing to him right now.]
[Also, he does pay attention! And his eyes squint at the bow for a moment before looking at Darkleer with his lips pursed, thin.]
...
[His mouth opens as if to say something, but he stops, sighing, a hand moving up into his hair, combing it back, only for it to fall into his face and messily around his horns again.]
Fine, put bessy back in the staples and I'll just, land.
[His first thought is to contest him, but he completely exhausted, and he'd really like to not end up with his wings torn.]
action;
[Also, he does pay attention! And his eyes squint at the bow for a moment before looking at Darkleer with his lips pursed, thin.]
...
[His mouth opens as if to say something, but he stops, sighing, a hand moving up into his hair, combing it back, only for it to fall into his face and messily around his horns again.]
Fine, put bessy back in the staples and I'll just, land.
[His first thought is to contest him, but he completely exhausted, and he'd really like to not end up with his wings torn.]