He didn't rise to the bait, didn't feel the need to explain why he left to the other yearling, his eyes did narrow however when she hissed fuck the gods.
Wasn't she Elysium? He thought that was their big thing.
Then came the threat to rip his balls off, and if he was anything like his sister he would have said 'If you can even reach'. But no, he thought it instead as he stared at her unamused, even as he mentally braced for getting bit. He knew girls, they'd get bored or annoyed if he didn't fight back.
Why do you feel the need for it?
Fighting, that is.