...Oh? Well do enlighten me, then. I'll need all the dirt on the little one that I can possibly get...
(Eyes Theresa predatorily... Or, well, that's what he wants to look like he's doing. Really, he's just eyeing her like "how the fuck am I gonna get through all that metal?")
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019...Really. That's—
(Sigh, rubbing of temples.)
...That's the sort of absurdness that only strong infatuation can produce... But—but there's nothing remotely attractive about the little machine. Hell, even her voice, she sounds like some barely-pubescent Bostonite. So what the fuck...?
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019…!!
(FLINCHSKY)
Wh—! C-come on, now, why else would someone go to such—... Machiavellian lengths to ensure that nothing could so much as threaten to harm someone else like that?! I— I have seen it myself, these are the... actions of a heavily infatuated person, believe me...
...I mean... Unless of course she reminds him of a beloved daughter or... or grandchild, or something... But—but still, you cannot fault me for coming to such a conclusion, Master!
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

She doesn't really... deserve it.