"Control? This isn’t about control. This is about survival." (His voice drops to a whisper, cold and emotionless.) "You’re a Revenant, and I’ve seen what your kind is capable of. You’ll lie, you’ll deceive, and you’ll kill anyone who gets in your way. But that child? That child will not be one of your pawns. If you think I’ll let you destroy it like you’ve destroyed everything else, you’re wrong."

"You're not giving me anything. You don’t give a damn about this child." (His voice turns colder, harder, as his eyes finally lock onto hers, piercing and unwavering.) "You only care about manipulating your way into power. But that ends now."

"I don’t need to threaten you, I need you to understand." (He steps even closer, his presence imposing, his voice a low growl.) "You think because you’re carrying this child that you can control everything around you? You think I’m like the others you’ve manipulated?" (His voice turns colder, his eyes burning with fury.) "I’m not. I’ve killed your kind before. And I’ll do it again, without hesitation."