"me, a child? between the two of us, you're the one still playing such childish games. " because that's all that THIS whole act was, a childish game born from their own fears and insecurities. that alone was already awful enough, but the fact that they continued to blindly blame Zhora for everything was far worse.
" you know... " the type made just for others like the two of them- one where they were they would be TRAPPED in the same motionless suffering they already found themselves in for whatever was left of eternity. "... it might not be to late to change things. " not YET. " if you get on your knees and beg... "
"What are you even talking about? What childish games? You're the one always running your mouth yet you're never straightforward about anything." Whatever it was Zhora seemed to know all of the wrong buttons to press, and could always find a way to get under their skin.
At his 'suggestion' they knocked their knee against his, and not in a pleasant playful way. "As if, if I got on my knees you'd never leave me alone." Usually, that would have sent the ghoul over the edge but they're becoming better at keeping their cool despite his relentless goading.
