You make it far too easy. [You would think three weeks in the Reaper's Game would curb someone of that kind of rash behavior, but oh well. His game's formula wasn't perfect, unfortunately.

He doesn't say anything else at first, but-- if his weakened state was obvious even to someone like Beat, then Joshua certainly had no hope of convincing him otherwise.]

I hope you aren't in the business of thinking I enjoy going about and murdering people on a whim. [He let out a facetious sigh, but then let his gaze fall aside, as he pressed his face against the cloth further. Damnit, it did sort of feel better.]

But it's like I said before. I didn't have anything to do with this place, and it certainly isn't the UG. [Probably, could've prevented a lot of trouble for yourself if you'd actually said that outright, Josh--] My powers have no effect here.