I haven't said a thing. [ another laugh, once again a bit muffled by a heaping helping of gore. he coughs afterward, but he doesn't seem too fussed about how badly he's currently hurt. he lives for this sort of shit. ] It sounds like it's all that insecurity talking. Have you listened to yourself, I can't even think about him? Ha! I'm good friends with everybody he's close to, so why is it I can't be friends with him too. Let him make his own damn decisions.

[ he grabs at the blade with his other clawed hand, trying to prevent vergil from slicing him up like a sandwich. ]

Stop projecting, it's disgusting.

[ knees him in the gut and tries to throw him off. ]