'Isn't that sweet,' the man continues to taunt, waving out his free hand. 'Fine by me. Keeping you from messin' with Chaos is what I'm here for! So, you actually gonna fight me now that your friend's here? You killed me once.'

Jecht puts his hand behind his neck, rolling it. 'Or is it different,' he goes on, dropping the hand to his shoulder, '--me, lookin' like this? You gettin' teary-eyed?'

"Fine!" It comes out after a hissed breath, that annoying acceptance that he has to do this. Either he gets distracted in sentimentalities, or they actually help the people in this city. What's left of it, and what's left of everyone else. "Let's shut him up...and get this mission over with!"