“I mean I wasn’t always immortal, but I was still an assassin, so no shame in faking it.” Nevermind that immortality was certainly not a prerequisite for being a mercenary. That was neither here nor there.

“Yeah, yeah, sure, Pinkie Pie, I don’t know her name but that sounds about right. Shojou-horror shows aren’t really my anime steeze. Anisteeze. Whatever. I could never keep the girls in that one straight.” He waved a hand. “And you’re awful high and mighty for someone thinkin’ about spew, you know that?”

Really, he tried to stop being antagonistic for a moment, but the thought was fleeting and left his head almost immediately. This just sorta happened when he opened his mouth.