As much as Fabrice enjoys teasing with his sister, he has a tendency towards the oblivious whenever she balances actual teasing and accusing him of something. He offers her a sheepish smile in response to the knowing look on her face.

"I, um," he exhales, running a hand through his hair briefly before bringing his hands together to fidget uncomfortably. Telling Cecilia about all the trouble he runs into seems to make it all the more inescapable and real. "I may have gotten into an argument with a witch who may or may not have cursed me. You know. That sort of complication."