Ever since you’ve met Octavian, he’s been such a pompous a-hole to you. Which, now that you think about it, isn’t that surprising. He’s total a-hole to everyone. But maybe just a little less to you. Despite the fact that you were.. Well, you. Octavian and you seemed to actually have this type of frenemies type of relationship. One moment he’d be somewhat all buddy-buddy and then the next, he’d be over talking how much he hated the Greeks and just you as a person as well. It’s exhausting to be his frenemy, ain’t it?

“Well? Why are you just staring, you damn donkey!” Octavian yells, putting his hands on his hips, almost seething maybe.

“What do you need, huh? If it’s beneficial to me, then you may see your way out. Immediately!” he frowns, but not like a mad frown. More like a frown in where he was a bit guilty for yelling at you.. What do say?