Well, at least Nida got that in one. And trust him, he knows Altair could have a harem of bed partners. He'd be in that line if possible.

But for now he's left standing there, staring at Malik.

"There is truly something wrong with you," Nida said after taking a calming breath. No. He will not fight this guy. If only because even if he did win and he isn't foolish enough to assume that he would, he knows the guy has killer aim, and he doesn't want something thrown at his head. Concussions can't be easily cured with spells here. "You get a sick sort of pleasure out of this, and really, I don't think it's healthy to spend time around a person like that. I didn't come here to deal with you. I did for my brother. Take your stupid point that wasn't the point in the first place, beat it like a dead chocobo. I don't care."

And to get out of his head about a personal issue. But that's something else.