[Even with such a brief exchange, Lancia’s eyes light up in interest. When you fight long enough- especially when you fight a particular person long enough- you get a lot more aware of little changes. Faustino is different now, and, damn… They weren’t away from each other for that long, were they?]

[Parrying the kick and hoping to throw him off balance, he tries to make a quick jab to his charge’s ribs.]

I might knock you off your high horse a bit, you know, and just have you help the hired help with dishwashing and all that.