[Envy doesn't give him an inch. He simply lowers his hands to rest on his waist and hips, tilting his head to the side like a curious dog. His new, almost-goat-like ears flutter cutely, a move that would disarm anyone that wasn't one of his own... but it's not like he's doing it on purpose.

Probably.]

What are you talking about? I haven't seen you in years.

[He chuckles, head tilting the opposite direction and into the palm of one hand.]

Your memory must be better than mine; can't say I remember any conversations from over a century ago.

[It's probably not the smartest idea to go into this situation with a lie, but he knows if he can convince his stingy sibling that it's been that long, maybe he can get his foot in the door without having it slammed on him.]

Mm, but whatever it was, I'm sorry. [He can sound so sincere when he wants to, but that's always been part of the game. All he can hope for is that it's enough not to get him literally poisoned before the night is out.]

I'll never make fun of you for being old, ever again~ [Especially since he, himself is old as hell now too...]