Sync hadn't really been paying attention to the minute details, and so Guy's frustration flew over his head in that sense. Yet the question was enough to earn the swordsman a smile, and the replica idly slid a finger under his chin as if he was actually searching for a proper answer.

"That's a good question." In the end the God-General laughed, knowing he had no obligation to answer. Throughout the past few weeks he'd become as much of a nuisance as the rest of them, and having such close ties with Guy meant he had more than enough to dangle over the swordsman's head. It was Claude's fault for getting tangled up in this mess in the first place, and so Sync saw no reason not to harass the other blond whenever he could.

Figuring he'd completed his objective the replica finally spun at his heels, waving lazily at Guy as he walked away.

"It was fun."