[Don't issue challenges to a man who loves taking challenges. It's bad for both sides. Wriothesley is too stubborn and loves to win, not caring for the actual prize, and this was really making him want to take it head on.

But Wriothesley is a shark to blod and Lon'qu's flustered reaction is only a treat to the man. He grins something wicked and moves a few steps closer to crowd the other. He grabs the man by the chin, tilting their head to lock eyes with him.]

Oh? Is that what I'm doing then? Am I a temptation? I don't mind if that's the narrative you want to go with. Do I get to enjoy a kiss from you then? [He's going to eat this man alive.]