He wasn’t really one who liked arguing, not like many dared argue with him anyways. You though. He thanked Celestia that his expression was hidden under his helmet whenever he annoyed you to the point of bursting out and going on at him angrily.

He loved seeing how much it would take for you to crack. You rolling your eyes to the side made him want to push your buttons further. You angrily biting down on your lip made him want to challenge you. And your whining made him want to understand your frustrations.

“Anon, come with me.” His tone left no space for arguing. You rolled your eyes and muttered under your breath as you followed him into his office. Il Capitano closed the door behind you. He had gotten on your last nerve and it was all you could do to stop from shouting at him.