Leafeon: Camilla, you're looking radiant today. Have you changed your hair? Espeon: Aw, thanks, Leo. No, it's just the same old style. But thanks for the compliment. Speaking of compliments, I think your armor is really cute. Leafeon: Cute? Ugh, that's the last thing I want to hear about my armor. Espeon: Heehee! Sorry, my sweet brother, but it's true. The matching leggings really make that whole outfit sing. Leafeon: Gods... Espeon: Oh, Leo. I know you're one of our most skilled warriors... But to me, you'll always be a baby brother. Leafeon: I see. A baby. Splendid. Espeon: Well, what's wrong with that? Don't worry—it's not like I'm going to pinch your cheeks in the heat of battle. Leafeon: ... Espeon: The silent treatment, eh? Fine. I have errands to run anyway. See you later, Leo. Leafeon: I should have kept my mouth shut...