"HELLO there, little brother," Cynric said with a bright smile on his face.
Wulfric's eyes narrowed at the smile on Cynric's face. It looked way too amused. The kind of smile that meant he was up to something. "What are you planning?"
Cynric put on a look of mock offense. "Hey, you make it sound like I only contact you when I'm up to no good. Can't I just call because I missed you?"
"It's because of that smile," Wulfric said, rolling his eyes. "I know that look. You're planning some kind of prank on me."
Cynric pressed a hand to his chest, putting on an exaggeratedly wounded expression. "How can you be so suspicious of me? I thought we were closer than ever after our heartfelt talk. Was that just my imagination?"
His voice dripped with mock hurt, but his eyes sparkled with amusement, making it clear he was just being dramatic on purpose.
