"I think I'm going to cry too, your Highness." Zolan said when Gavriel reached him, smirking playfully.
"Go ahead. I'd like to see your poker face cry." Gavriel commented, smirking back.
"Well, I changed my mind. I'll cry if you cry first, Your Highness." Zolan quipped.
"You still think you can fool me? Zolan?" Gavriel raised an eyebrow at him.
"Well, I'm just trying to check if your memories truly have returned now."
When Gavriel reached Samuel, the big man's stoic face remained unfazed as he looked steadily at his prince and lord.
"You did well, leading these bunch of troublemakers." He told the big man and Samuel's expression cracked a little, showing a small smile as he was touched at the prince's praise.
"They've been such a bunch of good and well behave men, Your Highness, so I didn't actually need to do anything."
"I guess, they behaved because you're the one leading them."
