Not intentionally! [No use trying to hide it anymore: Flug has it figured out.] I wasn't rooting around in your guts, slurping your intestines like pasta! You weren't even properly dead!
[That must count for something, correct? He grumbles and pinches the space between his eyes.]
...over a week. It's been over a week. But! Look at yourself, Flug, you're perfectly intact! I have taken the utmost care of you, and this is how you're treating me in turn?
[That has to matter. That has to. In fact, it should count for a great deal, coming from Black Hat! Enough to erase this mistake on his part, this little failure to control himself!]
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[That must count for something, correct? He grumbles and pinches the space between his eyes.]
...over a week. It's been over a week. But! Look at yourself, Flug, you're perfectly intact! I have taken the utmost care of you, and this is how you're treating me in turn?
[That has to matter. That has to. In fact, it should count for a great deal, coming from Black Hat! Enough to erase this mistake on his part, this little failure to control himself!]