[Thanks to Mr. Ham (5/6)]
Talon kept glaring at Leonel fiercely, making the latter have to use all his will power to not roll his eyes. Clearly, Talon wasn't going to give in until Leonel explained how he had done it.
"Annoying…" Leonel muttered. His mind was occupied by other things right now. He was still trying to thread a needle, and this bastard was obsessed with something he had done casually. For a moment, he almost wished that he had just given him the victory. But then he might have had to listen to the man's drivel.
