"Not true. Just some of my paperwork- I need help. Surely you could take pity on me, as a friend. As a brother." He said, looking at Carlos for a moment before sighing. "Uh, you broke my arm one time. Once. And I don't need Sarah or my father to turn you black and blue. I'm just hurt, and nursing my ego at the moment. So thank you, thank you for being my best friend."

Or something to that effect.

"Oh, yet. Yet is the word I shall focus on for today." He said, smirking a little before stuffing his hands into his pockets. "They might get a chance to test that endurance soon. Some...disturbances are occurring on the boarders near the outpost, so The King has asked me to go check into it. Oh- and I guess that means the Captain of the Guard gets to do paper work. Oh Oooooooh."