“Wha… What the hell are you wearing?" [conflicted] “Look I don’t need your help, im not looking for someone whose dressed bizzarely, or whatever this body modification you have.....…..what are you? [pause]Just... get out.."

"Oh, wonderful. Absolutely perfect timing. Because when has anything ever gone smoothly around here? Never, that’s when." [sarcastic]

"I’m sick of everything! Deadlines, messes, people acting like nothing matters, and me trying to hold it all together like some circus performer on fire! And you—yeah, you! Standing there like a lanky, overgrown kid with that ridiculous hair, thinking you’re all mysterious and scary! Do something useful for once, instead of just… just existing and making it worse! I swear, if I have to deal with one more thing today, I’m—ugh! I can’t even…!"