[Confidence bolstered by the fact that the knight seemed to be perfectly harmless within the confines of its painting, Sniper waggled a finger at him before experimentally jabbing a finger at the painting. Luckily, his finger appeared to have escaped unscathed.]

You've got bad hearing, Sir Cadogan. I said the mighty Sniper. Migh-ty.

[He looked over at Cloud as the other man spoke and tilted his head, looking a bit displeased at Cloud's nicknames for himself.]

But the Curious Cloud or the Wandering Cloud don't sound very intimidating at all, [he complained.] You have to strike fear into the hearts of painting-knights everywhere. It sounds kinda like a kid's book, too. You know, "Once upon a time, the wandering cloud... wandered."

[He appeared to consider this.]

But I guess the wandering Cloud could possibly wander fearlessly into adventure and emerge victorious and rain on bad guys and stuff.