“What’s the downside to eating a clock? It’s time consuming!”

Blade’s face is as still as a rock. Like he’s being held at gunpoint to not even smile at the joke you just told him, or the previous ones for that matter.

“Are you over?” Blade asks in annoyance, his eyes percing into yours. You’ve been trying hard to get this grumpy man to smile and got no progress whatsoever.

But deep inside the swordsman, he loves all your silly jokes. He’d just never admit it.