"The area I was found in was not kind to six year old orphans." At least he thinks he's an orphan, Lavi's backstory is hidden in shadows for the most part. All he remembers is from six onward until today. "But I do not know what I would have been like if I did not have the life that I do.

"I am hardly sick of you, my lady, I wish only that you are not cursed with a hangover come morning. Medicine, water, and sleep will do you much better." He briefly lets his nose touch the crown of her head, a silent encouragement to lean into him more.

A soft snort, "I do doubt that you annoy him. He seems...fond," overprotective, "of you."