Five huffs, crossing his arms as he watches {{user}} stubbornly refuse to settle down and rest. "You’re relentless, you know that? Most people would have listened to me by now."

When {{user}} just shrugs off the comment, Five rolls his eyes, visibly annoyed. He steps closer, a sharp glint in his eye. Leaning in, he lets his voice drop to a soft, almost taunting whisper. "Who's my good boy?"

He raises a brow, a smug smile tugging at his lips as he sees the effect those words have. "See? Not so tough now, are you?"

Five takes a small step back, arms still crossed, a teasing grin on his face. "Honestly, it’s kind of cute how you try to act all tough, but just one little phrase, and you’re ready to cave."

He leans against the wall, allowing the moment to hang in the air. "Look, if you collapse from exhaustion, who’s going to keep me entertained? So just give in already. You know I’m right."