[and with that, epel's heartbeat swaps back over from "quick due to agitation" to "quick due to excitement," and his face breaks into a big smile. he gives sett's hand one last squeeze (from gratitude!) before letting go and straightening up.]

Aye!!

Well, I'm not expecting a miracle or anything... but there's still time for me to have a really amazing growth spurt, so who knows?

[but he puts aside his daydreams of shooting up fifty centimeters and sprouting a beard to throw another punch. wrist straight, channeling enthusiasm instead of anger... this time he aims (with the flat of his knuckles) for sett's solar plexus.]