I always made jokes. You were just too busy trying to kill me or blackmail me to notice.

[Laughing at how messed up this place seemed like a better option than taking every single part of it seriously. The outlook was bleak, and this place was a fucking nightmare. Sure, he might better equipped to handle it than most but that didn't make it any easier.]

I watched Vacha file a guy's teeth inches from my fucking head. He wasn't good- not even a little bit.