Saying that, I was half-expecting for him to lunge at me—because I was expecting some pride and entitlement since he was the General's son—but he just put up a frown and let the remark slide, telling me he was as "special" as he thought he was and simple provocations wouldn't work on him. However, since Seb also kept to himself, didn't that defeat the purpose of being special because there were already two of them in the same room that did the same thing?
At this point in time, there was still a handful of hours before it reached midnight but what better way to hit several birds with a stone was this scene that was laid out for me.
From my understanding, these three people in front of me needed a teacher where one was here solely for swordsmanship while the other two were here for god's knows what but if we left everything to my discretion and their own understanding, they'd just learn how I deal with things on a regular basis.