"So, did you finally buy a hat yourself? I remember you were quite liking mine ~"

█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ GRAY JUTTED out a conniving wrist &&. between his thumb and forefinger he pinched the tip of Rufus’s hat, elevating it up before he swiftly procured them in his grasp. The Ice-Mage’s brows arched in feigned arrogance as he situated the thieved headwear upon his own crown, pad of finger sliding it up the unruly slope of his raven locks.
He had a little SNEER, turning the charm on, just a little.

❝ —-Nah. Still like yours, pal. ❞