[Izumi might be expecting disbelief, bewilderment, or something along those lines, but what he gets instead, after a very long pause, is cynical laughter, bubbling up from the depths of Sandalphon's chest. It's full of resentment and hateful to hear, and when he finally snaps his gaze back to Izumi it's with the expression of a man moments from doing something extreme.]
Do you think you're funny? Do you really think now, of all times, is when you should be making jokes?
[He's furious, but there's a deeply resonant pain in his words.
No one has ever loved him, after all. This kind of jest is too cruel for someone like him.]
Go on, then, mortal. If we're so intimate with one another, why don't you greet me like a lover? I'll at least get some amusement out of you before I cut you to pieces!
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Do you think you're funny? Do you really think now, of all times, is when you should be making jokes?
[He's furious, but there's a deeply resonant pain in his words.
No one has ever loved him, after all. This kind of jest is too cruel for someone like him.]
Go on, then, mortal. If we're so intimate with one another, why don't you greet me like a lover? I'll at least get some amusement out of you before I cut you to pieces!