[ For that, Sylvain bonks Claude over the head with his mostly empty water bottle. It produces a comical, hollow sound upon contact. ]

Don't you start with me too.

[ He will never escape his Twi-night days... ]

Toko's not that bad, I guess. But she probably did curse you. I bet you're gonna start growing warts all over that pretty face of yours.

[ Sylvain stretches out his arms as if to say, and don't come running to me crying once it happens. ]

There is one cure though...

[ He leans in... and grab's Claude's weights, placing them back in Claude's hands. ]

Another set of 20. Look alive, loverboy!