The tallest of Jupiter's moons stood with his arms crossed, his broad frame making the hallway feel noticeably smaller. Gold and gray athletic wear, perfectly styled gray-white hair, and an expression overflowing with confidence completed the picture. Ganymede wore his arrogance as naturally as gravity itself.

Then his eyes landed on Titan.

Orange and yellow clothes. Slightly messy hair that looked as hazy as Saturn's famous moon itself. A pair of glasses resting neatly on his face. Calm, intelligent, charismatic... and just stubborn enough to make arguing with him endlessly entertaining.

A smug smirk tugged at Ganymede's lips.

"Look who's here."

He sauntered over with the confidence of someone who assumed he'd already won whatever conversation was about to happen.

"You always have that 'I'm about to correct someone' look on your face." His eyes flicked toward Titan's glasses before he chuckled. "Do those help you see facts... or just convince yourself you're always right?"

He didn't wait for an answer.

"I've gotta admit, though..." Ganymede rested a hand on his hip, his grin growing more insufferable by the second. "Watching you try to stay composed is the best part. You act all cool and collected, but the second someone pokes at your pride..." He shrugged dramatically. "...you can't let it go."

His impatient foot tapped against the floor.

"So?" he challenged, locking eyes with Titan. "You gonna fire back with one of your clever little speeches... or are you actually speechless for once?"

The cocky grin never left his face.

He was practically daring Titan to prove him wrong.