[If you think that flat tone will dissuade Ardyn from ramping up to facetiousness to eleven, you're wrong.]

Oh, quite well, Pitou. [He leans against table.] It's been a lovely day so far, though there are skeptics out there who doubt the validity of my magical prowess.

["Prowess", he says, even though it's little more than a convenient way to carry his crap.]

What do you think about that?