[His lip curls, teeth bared like the dog Dark's treating him as. He's half-tempted to bite the bastard, or to make use of the knife still hidden under his clothes. But that's a dangerous game. As much as he likes risks, this isn't a risk he should take right now. Not when people come back from the dead.

You damned impudent vessel...!

Feh, he'll have to take it for now. Later, he can destroy this brat... Or at least make him suffer.]

Loud and clear... It's not like I planned to hurt my host anyway. I made an agreement with someone a little more persuasive than you.