[Dumb shounen promises and the springtime of youth, clearly--that's clearly the goals of Leon and Chaltier here (actually, no, it kind of was). But he just huffs in response to that, because Leon is a punk who can't talk to people properly.

Chal even begins to answer with a quick, "Well, the young master and I--"]

That is none of your business.

[Oh.]

I fail to see why you think you can question Chal and I now. Are you finished pestering me?