"No."
Zidane had always firmly believed in perspective.
"I said no."
As the years passed, he had only grown more confident in his belief that nothing was ever just black or white.
"Stop looking at me like that. I am not about to fall for such childish tricks."
Any matter, with the proper guidance and encouragement, could be looked at differently by even the most headstrong of his friends.
"Zidane Tribal, I have a council to attend. Let me out before I am forced to tell Steiner you will willingly be signing up for lessons on how to host a knitting party."
Sometimes, managing to accomplish such a task required great courage. Some subjects took more work than others.
"Look, we will discuss this once I come back."
But with hard work and a few aces up your sleeve, it was more than certain that victory would soon cross your path.
"Yes, that means I will consider it --- Stop smiling like that, I didn't say I'd do it. Could you please untie me now? I am going to be terribly la— Mmmph!"
Zidane, if he could say so himself, was particularly good at demonstrating this point to his soon-to-be wife.
"Z-Zidane, what in Alexandria's name do you think you are doing? Don't you da---Mmmphh! --- Mmmm... Zidane... Yes..."
The fact that she refused to go down without a fight simply made it all the more interesting.