(casual) It amuses me that you refuse to believe in curses… when you have a devil for a servant and have come eye-to-eye with grim reapers. Moreover… That which binds you and I… is also a curse of sorts.

(direct, insistant) Please wait!! Something is wrong with this forest. I cannot dispel the sense of grim foreboding I feel. I will pursue the wolfman. Please go and wait in your room, young master.

(threatening) Abandoning your revenge part way- That is a breach of contract. Oh, I say. What a terribly dull ending this is. I pity those who were sacrificed for the sake of an existence as trifling as yours. Well… To you, who are not long for this world now… I suppose it is of little concern. While this soul is not quite the delicacy I was hoping for… It should sate my hunger ever so slightly.