Owain: Alas, Brady! We meet again! ...Um, Brady?
Brady: What idiot left this helmet here?! Welp, too bad for them, 'cause I'm gonna punt it from here to kingdo—OOOOW! Fffffffffffffffft!
Owain: Do you hiss at me, sir? And what was that sound of a moment ago?! It was as the splintering of a mighty shield! The felling of a towering tree!
Brady: Hnnnnnnngh...
Owain: Oh ho! I see you hunched and shivering! Do you tremble in my presence, sir?!
Brady: N-no, you...idiot... Just...go away...
Owain: Why do you reach for your foot? Grasping for a hidden dagger, perhaps? What are you doing, fiend?! I'll not be taken unawares! Give it here!
Brady: No no no no no—OOOOOOW! DON'T TOUCH THAT!
Owain: Okay, really. What's wrong?
Brady: You're...falling out of...character again... *sniff*
Owain: Wait, are you crying again?
Brady: *Sniff* N-No, of course not. You got rocks in your brain! I...I think I just broke my toe... *sniff* *sniffle* ALL RIGHT, I'M CRYIN'! I'M SENTIMENTAL, OKAY?!
Owain: Y'know, I don't think tears of pain count as being sentimental, Brady...
Brady: Just...go away...
Owain: All right, hold on. I'll go find you a healer.