Don't you dare. I'm not giving this up, and you can't make me darling. I'll have you know I'm older than you, and far more powerful. I can- [ He stops suddenly, because apparently no he can't. The contract he's reaching for, the one that lets him prevent violence, just... Isn't there.

He's going to scream. Or maybe cry.
No, no. Definitely scream. ]

Dash and blast and bugger and Fuck!! Stupid bloody Autumn Darkling piece of shit. Why do I have his fucking contracts??? If I have his accursed bloody frailty too I am going. To kill someone.