Even as Lazarus got in Maddox's face, literally, the red-haired mage only had a grin on his face. "Don't worry, I do watch what I say," he retorted with a chuckle, bringing his right hand from behind his head to remove the cigarette from his mouth. Despite his proximity with Lazarus, Maddox still turned his head away and blew the smoke away from his comrade. Despite provoking him, it was clear that there was some respect. As he put the cigarette back in his mouth, the most recent addition spoke up again. Only there was a detectable amount of bitterness in her voice.

His red eyes were on hers and saw the spark in her eyes. [I]Another one,[/I] he thought to himself, bringing his hands behind his head casually. As he prepared to snark off to Lazarus again, to see if he could get another rise out of him, Minerva spoke up yet again. This time contradicting her last statement and offering a challenge. "Huh..." Maddox glanced over at the woman, before looking back at Lazarus. A grin formed on his face and his gaze went back to Minerva. "I don't think Loverboy over here can bring himself to hit a woman. And I'm not too sure if I would be much of a challenge either."