Sometimes he regretted having a glib mouth. It led to awkward sticky situations. At moments like these, when his broad back was the only one available to carry a depleted friend, he didn't mind that his boasts left him to shoulder the weight, in fact, he coveted being this important.
"It's your fault," he said, as he hiked his companion higher on his back.
"Don't add insult to injury, Master. I tried my best."
"As long as Meliodas gets Diane's Sacred Treasure, it doesn't matter."
"But I wanted to be the hero this time," Ban whined.