[He sat for it, wrinkling his nose with each pierce of the needle. 76 was good at his business when it came to a needle and thread; they both did. It had been a long time since they had sat here and did this. He actually couldn't remember when it had been... decades probably.]

Ah, personal issues... no wonder you two get along. You both are clearly just a pile of personal complexes.

[As curious as he naturally was, he wasn't about to pry much from 76. He knew it wouldn't go anywhere to begin with, and there was an odd sense of peace getting sewn up by the old asshole.]

Oh, he's not naturally half a snake throwing flames around? Does he actually have an occupation?