That's also my favorite thing.

[A girl can have many, no? She laughs, knowing he doesn't take offense to her teasing. There's too much love here. Her ease around him and the warmth in her eyes when she looks at him gives her away. Maelle adores Gustave, but that doesn't mean she can't bully him a little bit. It's fun.]

And excuse you, what do you mean trying? I've beaten you plenty of times.

[Just maybe not that last time before they departed to the continent.]

Perhaps your memory is going, old man.