“-But taking them out with a haiku? You couldn’t bother with more than seventeen syllables?” Duo couldn’t drop his incredulous tirade at his fighter.
In truth he admired how Wufei never wasted a single word in battle. Duo couldn’t imagine sharing his bond with anyone else. Wufei’s smooth voice entrapped him more fully than any opponent’s spell, and his partner’s maddening silence left him longing for that voice.
“I can make up a stupid haiku for you too: Our Intensity; Eternal pain in my ass.”
Duo thumped Wufei on the shoulder, finally catching his partner’s wild eyes.
“Stop ignoring me!”