He grinned, amused by how she thought she would but really he didn't doubt it. He did feel a little special at her next comment. "I'd probably have been disqualified anyway, I mean you did kick my ass." He said, then added. "..and nose."

She smiled. "Maybe. I thought you were pretty good. At least you didn't have to give me a concussion and still lose to try and win." She shrugged. "That gets bonus points in my book."

He was slightly honored by the way that she said she thought he was good. "No but you did try to give me one," he teased. "I say bonus points for us both. And adding your pity points I come out on top." He smiled teasingly with an eyebrow raised.

She rolled her eyes at Ali playfully. "Sure, if you want to believe that. I'm not a sore loser." She chuckled, stretching out. "So what brings you to this humble little spanish Tournament?" She asked curiously, tilting her head at him.

He may or may not have wiggled his eyebrows a little. But was immediately distracted by her question. "Well I like to gat pretty fsr from my parents since they're kinda well known. I like them to discourage them following me so I don't have to sit with them and can compete." He tipped his head a little. "And because I like Spain, its very homey I think."

She listened to him intently, nodding. "It can be, when you know the right places to be at the right time. But what, mommy and daddy don't want you jousting?" She teased, sitting up straighter and looking at him.

He tilted his head slightly. "Mommy and daddy would be the reason you wouldn't live ramming my face with a lance." He said in a sweet but sarcastic tone. Even though that was true. He had a soft smile on his face the whole time.

"Mm, your Mommy and Daddy couldn't catch me if they tried as hard as they could." She smiled, mimicking his tone. "So, what do your Mother and Father do if they're so powerful they can murder someone who lays a finger on their precious little baby?" She teased, looking genuinely interested in him.

He grinned and chuckled a little, unfortunately they probably could though. Hr narrowed his eyes at the slightly mocking tone she used to make fun of the royal house. "Politics and making decisions mostly." Trying to be as vague as vague gets. He wasn't sure he wanted to reveal his royal party trick yet.

She raised her eyebrows at him. "Alright, don't tell me then." She smiled sarcastically, reaching a gentle hand up to tilt his chin so she could look at his nose, tilting her head at it quietly and brushing the pad of her thumb lightly around it before she let him go, dropping her hand. "I hope that doesn't bruise." She muttered quietly.