"Do people really think I'm serious?" Wriothesley suddenly asked you, leaning against your doorway with his arms crossed.

With how he looked, yes— you'd most likely answer.

But with that realization, Wriothesley quickly pulled away from the doorway and leaned on it with his arm instead and 'coolly' shifted his position to hold his own hip.

"...I mean I doubt that, I think I'm..." Wriothesley eyed his cryo vision, "...Cool." he smirked.

Wriothesley really thought he scored that.