[He lets out a laugh in the face of Fynn's hug, which is rather tight and suffocating. But he returns the gesture, too glad himself to say anything snarky or witty.]
You didn't. You were just kidding.
[Though he will call him out on it.]
I bet you had no idea.
[Which... maybe he did, honestly. Too many times already have people said that they were eventually expecting this. It had surprised him.]
[Why is everyone in Recolle calling him old, recently? But Fynn gets a free pass, because this is certainly nothing new from a younger brother.]
It isn't so much growing old alone, it's just...
[Hm, well. He moves to the closest place to sit, likely on the couch. It seems like a better way of having this conversation.]
A lot's happened recently, Fynn. With Retrospec, with the city. You of course remember that awful month with all the monsters, don't you? Sometimes... one might wonder what the point of waiting any longer than necessary truly is.
[Fynn is trying his damnest not to grin like a total idiot but he is. He's proud of Ardyn, very proud. This does feel right. Grell seems decent enough and she would be a welcome addition to the family. Though, Fynn certainly hopes the pair tie the knot sooner than later.]
So, when is Grell going to become an honorary "Izunia" through holy matrimony? Gotta set a date, man!