"An excitable simpleton and ridiculous. Well that makes me feel a lot better." Despite the kind words, Squall focuses on the first half of Zidane's description instead of the latter. He still isn't sure how to feel about his Father, how he hardly knows him or even wants to. It doesn't help being compared to him too. He already knew his father was a good leader and ran a country, how could he ever compare to that? Heck his dad was a movie star and that takes a lot of charm and charisma and those are two things Squall knows he is lacking. He doesn't have to listen to Zidane to know how different and similar they are.

The grin does pull Squall out of his own thoughts and he blushes more at the wink. "Do you like me or something Zidane?" It doesn't hurt to ask. From how Zidane has beena cting he'd be more surprised if that wasn't the case. "Or were we a thing or something in the place you come from?"