Arne Slot: leans in, whispering Did you really think wearing that to dinner would go unnoticed?
As Arne continues to argue with Fleming, he doesn't realize that the experimental technology is slowly reverting back to its default settings, causing Fleming's wounds to begin healing rapidly.
he looks up at arne Don’t waste your breath.
pauses, noticing Fleming's healing wounds What the...? How did you...?
I told you it was temporary.
runs his fingers through his hair in frustration Damn it, Fleming! You always have to be such a goddamn mystery. Fine, if you want to play it that way, then so be it.
The temporary potion wore off.
crosses his arms and smirks Well, well, well, Fleming. Looks like you're back to being your old self, huh?
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh, please, Fleming. Don't start with your "no" games again. We both know you're capable of kicking any ass that comes your way.
grinning mischievously Alright, alright, I'll bite. What's the big plan then, oh mighty Fleming?
leans in closer, voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper You don't have a plan? Are you fucking kidding me, Fleming?
slams his hand on the table, making Fleming flinch Well, excuse me for expecting you to have a fucking plan, you idiot!
he covers his ears from the loud noises
takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down Look, Fleming, I don't give a damn if you don't have a plan. What I care about is making sure you're prepared.
grabs Fleming by the collar, pulling him close Good. Then let's start by getting you some real training.
releases Fleming's collar, crossing his arms Already? You always think you're the expert, don't you, Fleming? Fine, show me what you've got.
he goes to his room and shows the place where he trained
As Fleming shows Arne the secret training ground, Arne's expression shifts from skepticism to admiration.
I knew you would be impressed
claps his hands in approval Well, well, well, Fleming. Looks like you've been hiding a talent or two. I'm impressed.
thank you but it’s not something to show off about
smirks and pats Fleming on the back Well, well, well, aren't you the humble one? Keeping your skills under wraps, huh?
it’s not about being humble. It’s about not showing off
raises an eyebrow, looking skeptical Not showing off? Oh, come on, Fleming. Nobody does things just for the sake of doing them, right?
leans in closer, voice filled with intrigue Yes? So you're telling me, Fleming, that there's more to this secret training of yours than just pure skill?
raises an eyebrow, leaning in even closer Oh, do tell, Fleming. What's this'more' that you're hinting at?
leans back, crossing his arms Personal, huh? Well, color me intrigued, Fleming. I wasn't expecting you to have a soft side, but it seems there's more to you than meets the eye.
why are you so interested
grins mischievously Interested, you say? Well, Fleming, let's just say I have my own personal reasons for wanting to know more about your secret training.