That's what I fucking said. I fucking said no.

[Jesus. Why is he still talking? He's being baited. This is idiotic.]

[He tightens his shoulders, pushes them back until something cracks, then relaxes.]

You know shit about me. You know my tells, you know when I'm lying just by looking at me. But you don't know my past and you don't know my people, and you don't get to pass judgment or take it away. You don't get to try to do whatever the hell it is you're trying to do. Not now, not like this.

[He feels, in a weird way, betrayed. This is not what Kon promised him. In another way, he feels righteous. But it still feels like shit.]