Man, the fuck does mourning got to do with it, [kavinsky says. in real life, mourning has everything to do with it, actually. he is terrified of sadness, of longing, of missing somebody so much that it physically hurts him in the chest like a heart attack, of wanting people that he can't have. it's made him a monster before. but it's easy-- convenient to pretend that mourning is nothing.] I'm saying, if you offed yourself, you wouldn't be around to protect these motherfuckers you claim to like.

Bad shit is always happening to Vex 'cause he fucking asks for it. But you know shit happens to good people too, [sorry vex. but he's not really sorry.] And Will could get into it any fuckin' day. You know death, you know that. The fucking multiverse is ending, man.

You might not give a shit about yourself dying, but I have some serious fucking doubts you could say the same for those two. [kavinsky might be overstepping. he's probably overstepping! overstepping is his main method of transportation, let's be real. nico may or may not notice, that as conceited and borderline psychotic about his egocentricism as kavinsky is, he automatically counts himself out when talking about the two nico would be concerned about, even though the death god had kindly shuffled him into the pile.]

Don't be a bitch, you know I'm right.

[snip snip.]