（ he gives him the absolute flattest look imaginable. wow, someone should have told him the quincy could watch super sentai in their own little plane of existence, because that sounds word for word like a speech out of one of their old villains. ）

Did you rehearse that in front of a mirror?

（ his tone is so, so dry. ）

Whether I'm dead or not doesn't matter. Yhwach is still going down. And I have no intention of being grateful to a pack of morons who don't even understand what human nature is like and still somehow think they know best for the world. Get fucked.

（ and on that note, he is going to turn and leave, his shihakushō manifesting across his clothing as he does, turning the grey of his t-shirt to solid black.

and finally: shoes. ）