[The dhampir furrows his brows once he hears that annoying laugh. He stares at the man for a long while, not moved at all by their theatrics. If anything, Augustine merely rolls his eyes as he keeps heading down the beaten path here. Even though the Barrens is nothing more than piles of stone and mortar, there's plenty of people lurking around here. Most of them are thieves but they know better than to bother Augustine.]

Lack of vocabulary? More like you've twisted my words to fit your nonsensical logic.

[Judging from his bored tone, he's already done with this conversation. He doubts this man will ever ascend to another other than trash. Maybe he'll become one of the hopeless fools who now roam the little hamlets of the Hinterlands. That's a possibility that all of them face if they don't keep their shadows at bay.]

Killing yourself again is not a goal any sane man would want to achieve.