[A sly grin. Esikko's catching on, but not quite there yet. He chuffs, lazily letting his arms fall to his side.]

What could I want from you, huh? You don't got much to offer. Weak, frail, temperamental, shit for conversation, probably barely a good fuck--I might freeze my dick off in ya, hah!

[Crass as ever. He casually takes a few steps around him, like the laziest of sharks circling prey, with each movement being easily misconstrued as an attack or mere curiosity. His tongue is still flapping though.]

You really don't got the guts to take any shit into your own hands directly, do you? Can't seize the day even if it might end in failure. That's why you won't ever grow, little prince. Maybe that's why yer family booted you out, who can say. Just no potential, yeah?

So what I was offering was a way out, a compromise. I don't kill my own men, ya see.

But I guess you're back on the chopping block. I don't feel like getting into it today, but I will kill you. Slowly, painfully, so much so you'll beg the fucks here not to bring you back.

I'll make sure to make the occasion special, and might even show ya something cool! All just for you.