"Oh come on. Tony Stark," Nida grins at Seifer. "Congratulations, took a while, but there you have it. Your own family in Tony Stark and his band of Forge adoptees."

He pulls a leg up to the counter (Nida is just far too flexible for his own good sometimes), wrapping an arm around it as he grins at Seifer. Look, the asshole isn't even pushing him over.

"You're wrong about that. You had a brother before. I knew Raijin, we trained together. You were a brother in his eyes. Can't speak about Fujin. But the way I see it? Garden pulled us together, even if we didn't know each other much. We grew up together, Seifer, in our own way. And now here we are. Brothers."

He didn't get punched. Good.