🐲🐲 | are two heads really better than one?

Enchantée, dear stranger! I would be more than happy to fill out this questionnaire on behalf of myself and this loathsome lump of mine I call a brother.

Hey, watch it – just because we’re joined at the hip doesn’t mean I can’t knock some sense into that stuffy noggin of yours. Get the spiel over with, would ‘ya?

I was getting to that, you know. Ahem... well, how best to describe ourselves in a way that isn’t blatantly obvious from what you see before you? Quite simply, we are the reasons cousins shouldn’t marry. Don’t ask us how, it’s merely genetics at work.

Yeah, genetics and misfortune that I’ve gotta have this guy breathin’ down my neck. Literally.

Oh, now do behave yourself, Cornwall; are we not past these petty squabbles between ourselves by now? Especially after all we’ve been through together in aiding Dame Kayley and Sir Garrett’s journey?

Ugh, you had ‘ta bring that up, huh? Fine, fine, I guess we did somehow manage to work together to keep Camelot from falling into utter bedlam, but as long as I’m still attached to you, I’m still gonna gripe.

Said the one who all but leapt into my arms after Excalibur’s magic split us apart, which immediately pulled us back together again.

SHH! D-Don’t say that kinda mushy stuff out loud, you skinny nitwit! I got a reputation to uphold here!

If you say so, ‘Corny’.

...If I could storm off in a huff, I would, but I know I’d end up takin’ you with me.