[ The first retort is discarded mid-thought, as are the two that immediately try to follow it. This is totally not because they know what the response would be, and also because they said one of them already, and nobody can prove otherwise.

This earns the long-suffering huffy sigh that he knows so well, of a brat who knows they can't win if they say what they're currently thinking so they have to sulk instead.

Jerk.

But fine, if he's going to be pedantic and demand that they focus on one thing in particular, they'll focus, alright. ]

-Can you teach me how to fight properly?

[ There's a pause, as they give up on the useless cupboard and politely slam it shut for emphasis. Despite the snappish tone to their voice, it is actually a topic they've given some serious thought to. Y'know, before he throws that out there. ]

I mean- would you. [ Correct grammar is, as always, important. ] If I took it seriously.

[ Again, before he snipes them for only saying it because they're bored. ]

And yes, I am perfectly aware of your inclinations towards being a relentless teacher, before you try that one.

[ One, two, three strikes, without even looking. They know each other far too well. ]