Yeah, he's gotten really good at ignoring that look. Really good.

"It's hardly that bad! You, my dear co-pilot, are exaggerating which is very unbecoming," Bard scoffed, head tilting some at the push but he doesn't try to move away and his lips may just be twitching into a slight grin. "You should practice being more restrained with your reactions, Thranduil."

The dark haired man can't help but look a little amused despite the odd..warm feeling he's feeling deep inside, easily covering it with a lifted brow of his own.

"Again with insulting my hair. You were doing so good stroking my ego and then you had to insult me once more," he said through a sigh. "How are we ever going to manage to drift again if you keep this up?" The answer was quite easily because in reality, they were one of the best pairs and everyone knew it. Bard never clung to it much; he was just doing what needed to be done, but having the respect of those around him wasn't a bad thing either.

"....I'm glad we ended up piloting together, to be completely honest. I'm not sure my last partner and I would have been able to survive this long."